Lyrics

We are but pawns of a greater scheme
led by hope and optimistic dreams
unbeknownst to us, the precipice of greed
the price to be paid is far too great
no respite and no escape
We breathe the smoke of bodies charred on the fire of destiny
Behold the uncreation, a glorious devastation
The end of man has finally come
abandon all hope, with nowhere to run
too late to repent for the sins of your kind
to wither and falter in body and mind
The all consuming fire
shall cleanse this world
free from the parasites
that bled her dry
to fill and line their pockets
with the labor of
the enslaved
The will of man destroys...itself.