Frak The Gods (исполнитель: ღ Periphery/Icarus EP)
Lives erased Their memories will never surface again Now our plan for domination is at hand Harvest the flesh Enslave the planet they call home For one thousand [bad word] years This is the age of new direction No one stands in the way of our reign over this sector that has been newly claimed I'll evade the sun This life is given to those in the shadows Now I must erase the sight of the living And seperate from the eyes Swallow the ink down Might as well, we're all destined to fall off the pages we've written Call it fate or whatever the brain will label it as While we return to the planet Reason with the body The death isn't what it seems We are now the ones to be extinct Only forgivness can end this Death it seems Death it seems So imminent There is nothing that can be done here Suppressing Suppressing The impending [bad word] of our race as we know I'll evade the sun This life is given to those in the shadows Now I must erase the sight of the living And seperate from the eyes Eyes from around They gather in disbelief Of the air we breathe And the little we know of it This is a time for evaluation Collecting the mind of a conscious infinity Accepting the consequence of the ignorance Changes how you perceive Within this a [bad word] and a reason Met with distaste Falling from the heavens above We've been We've been dethroned Our lives must replay In hope of ascending peacefully Let the violence bring us home Take us away from what we know