We can't escape from inexorable results When our thoughts support convection Honouring the noneage cult Draining the fountains of reflection
Feeling the wolves of numbness All systems seek stasis We are drunk by feebleness As we blend this poisonous crasis
The world is out of joint No return at this point
Shaking the foundation of objects secure Peaking every scale With implored abilities, still trying to move the core Sending out waves that will derail The substance that creates us
We are the doom makers We are the star breakers We are the earthquakers
This mental landslide seems invisible From solid to liquid without our attention Blindfolded in megalomania's tunnel Until a raging avalanche becomes our latest invention
