Deception -

Clutching at the clouds

On rusty ladders in the wind

Like the broken dna strings

From our failed attempt of deliverance

History enshrouds

The paths to the future, lost in the fog

Dreaming, grasping for straws

Will the darkest hour turn to dawn

A cry, a distant plea

From the seer at the summit, of the things to come

Petrified, we stand

Powering through the maniacal mantras one by one

Die through a bruning salvation

As the soul’s wall crumbles

Soulseeker, minesweeper

Living in steel towers

Was there ever any magic to sav us

Any hope to lean upon

Disillusioned paranoid formulas

Sickning sycophantic mindfuck

Ride the apocalypse, consume the explosion

Horizons are shattered, time stands still

With nefarious devotion, but without free will

Burning embers in your hands