Prophetic Illusions - Molotov Solution

You have been chosen to serve as a predecessor for human cultivation

We are a living monument to their eternal glory;

our civilizations are

testament to their timeless story

Over the centuries of war and disease, entire civilizations have been swallowed

by the sea

Thousands of years of oppressive integration

A cursed race

A failed existence

We are gradually being conditioned to accept lies of a substantial magnitude,

our keepers frantically scheming, preparing to create a race bound by their

servitude

We are a living monument to their eternal glory;

our civilizations are

testament to their timeless story

Prophetic illusions, the end of days: an endless cycle from birth to the

fucking grave

Complete destruction of the archaic ways, regressing farther as we drift away

You will see the fire in my eyes as I burn down the heavens

Ignite the skies!

Burn down the heavens!

Ignite the skies!

Empires lay in ruins, buried by time

Crushed by the divine

Our world is bound for destruction

Your way of life as you know it, is about to change

Your way of life as you know it, is about to change

They will come to reclaim their previous glory with malicious intent

Their eternal return is not only inevitable, it is imminent

Burn down the heavens!

Ignite the skies!