Its too late for redemption
Destitute of grace and favour earth-striken and abandoned lying in the bed you've made

The folly was always hope delaying gratitude for nowhere land the crowning achievement of our existence
A monument to ignorance

Precious soul, so weak and so fragile
You need a master, its never enough

Precious soul, so cryptic and essential praying to master, it's never enough

Prеcious soul. Righteous and courageous slaughter for mastеr, it's never enough

Existence wasted
Planet violated
Excuse debasing -praying for the answers betrayed by your conceit

Skulls crushed
Instinctual distrust
A violent lust

In devotion you can't see the woods for the trees

And though time may shelter
The guilt and the fallacy
There is nothing that's weaker
Than the wish for immortality
A sickened life
Born from a w eakened mind
Sweeps across the dust and ruin that it leaves behind

When all is said and done
And ashes stain you black
Head craned skyward to see
That only death stares back

Only death stares back