In all its majesty this wasteland once called Earth
From green to grey to black
Extinguished by the hands of the Nephilim
The homestead of the accursed
A mere blink of an eye in this universe
Will stand the tests of time
Within the confines of this virus disguised as a bloodline

From god to man
Inherit the path of power from seeds that plagued you
From dust and sand
Rose a digital veil with the roots to enslave you
Now your souls have fed the machine
All but devoid of life
This dеparture made us god again
In the еyes of the father
Heirs of descension

The deplorable existence of man
Is forever chained by the shackles of a tyrant lost, depraved
Condemned and devoured by their sin
Manipulated and enslaved

The simulation weaves false realities
Holding the mind captive within its fallacies
This blissful ignorance is a gift
Exchanged for unyielding compliance in his quest
These puppets earned their exploitation
Their fate symbolic
Retribution
For the hands of these vessels
Stained and tarnished by atrocities
Never to be written in their odysseys of death
A genocidal genesis

[Solo: Mike Low]

“Oh’ Father of nephilim
Bestoweth our destined enslavement
Upon to you our death as a payment
Immersed atonement
The sins we have unraveled
Bathing in the quest for power”

To his disciples the father provided
Through wrath and scorn his guidance
A key to be reborn

In the image of a god
We assimilate as we become one

As the hive of insidious beauty
A swarm of cosmic death
We Ascend
Now a radiant bloom across the universe
To conquer all lifeforms and feast upon the light

[Solo: Malcolm Pugh]

Scions of ascension
Now Heirs of the descent
The shells empowered by divinity
Deprived of all contempt

Acolytes of loss conceived
The wrath of their god unleashed
Amongst the stars to seek and to scour
Those who have sought to usurp his power