The Furnace Creek - Adimiron

Suspended above rules of any fate, dwells the most secret of the universe

When the rocks of our world started to move, even god watched amuzed what he

created

An energy, that seized our stable cells, filtering our shells

The ancestor miracle, that lived in our fears

Clashing frequency comdemned to expand

Waves of shocking blast within a blinding light

And all became undeciphered

Aligned to the spiral of unknown effects, for a fortuity we’ve been all

generated

Out of control and spreading in all the world, a draining power that sneak in

my veins

Our morality belong to the chaos

We are an aberration

Mutated throughout our history

Created without any reason

We’re the sons, the only imperfection

Descending directly from the chaos

Our hopes projected in the sky, we are living suspended

Like the spore of the same infection, we’re tainting the creation

Coiled around, destinated to the void

Watch our race about to fall

In a swamp, generated to the void

Here are our conscience shouting