Pupil Slicer
No Temple
Don't try to break through
Can't run from me
Beg for your gods now
Get down on your knees

Die for one another
Blissful

Don't you understand it?
What this means?
Blistering and tortured
That's you
By fortune unfavored
These bonds, they
Have held blessed immortality

A final calling to step down from your throne
My declaration, there is no temple
I'll show you what you really are, dissension
Meat just like the rest of us
Afraid of letting go

Trapped in confession, an unknown direction
The world before
From your skin I will glean history, everything, what I am
Destruction

Flashing
Surface
Process
Searching
Selfish
Immolation
Vision
Fading
Seeking
Simulation

Shelter is found
Escape through routes underground
Temporary
The safety compromised now

Don't try to break through
Can't run from me
Beg for your gods now
I will set you free

A final calling to step down from your throne
My declaration, there is no temple
Stay true and face oblivion, stop crawling
Flooded with light impure
There is no temple anymore
Death

Fascination with
Clinging onto this, there's no mistaking it
Cycle must go on
Continuing eschewing renewing the galaxy
It comes so costly
Lives are lost on it looking back trusting in
Family again
Where once flourishing, arid and atrophy, follow me

No temple

Collapsing into
Horizon anew
Possibilities are
Overwhelming, see
Such atrocities
All of the knowledge is me

Quantum flatline