The bane of man is crawling
to burden him with decay
Is this all that we’re meant to be?
We suffer just to breathe
Now rain is descending
from a black and comfortless sky
I open my mouth but the rain cannot fill
the emptiness inside
Our life slips through our hands
as we’re marching towards the wasteland
We have progress in our grip
But it still ends in the crypt
To conquer thy flesh
To conquer thy blood
Would be the single greatest gift
That man may never own
Our blood is like a poison
that stains our greatest mistakes
Piety is divine
but life belongs to mankind
Today I struck down Heaven
by creating an image of man
Today I am God
Yet I feel damned
My efforts to ascend
have left me empty instead
I still hear the voice in my head:
“We belong dead...”
To conquer thy flesh
To conquer thy blood
May be the single greatest gift
That man can never own
Our blood is like a poison
that stains our greatest mistakes
Piety is divine
but failure belongs to mankind
Soulless, Godless, Loveless
Breaking in two
One of us is a monster
But is the monster you? |
