Far too late, we're past the tipping point
Well aware of our own wounds festering
Insatiable, need to tear through
Create fractions of what's consumed unsustained
Helplessly, trapped in feedback loops
Overcome with anhedonic bliss
Transcendence beyond the simulacra, negation of being
Consciousness, consuming without end, exist in the spheres of
Spontaneous lack of continuity amongst indefinite space
Fully aware of unravelling tendrils throughout the stars
Carry on, process of elimination eliminating everything wе know
The ground beneath our feet
The air we breathe, lords of all that we survey anointed with a crown of black lungs
Dominion is destitute
Abdicate, abandoning our home, find another
Self replicating mammalian poison
Far too late, incapable of progress, this is our end
This is our end
Transcendence beyond the simulacra, negation of being
Consciousness, consuming without end, exist in the spheres of
Spontaneous lack of continuity amongst indefinite space
Fully aware of unravelling tendrils throughout the stars
Superstitious
Belief there ever was a chance
Now reflecting
On the gross error of our ways
Technology
Is a false confident reprieve
Escape our fate
Escape this place
The collective will to live is our most self-defeating trait
Instead of quietly casting ourselves into the abyss
Devour and move on, devour and move on
Oblivious to our fate, gospel of extinctionist covenant
Heretics of grand design
An affront of what's to come
The stars reel in disgust at watching our diaspora
Humanity has long since worn out our welcoming
Infertile desolate
Landscape unfurls the last of our options
We've seen it before, barren and unforgiving
Hostile extremes, this world wants our misery
Proof in the bones of those who came before
Scratch at the stones and breathe in acridity
Wither away, tortured justifiably
The persistence of our existence
Fades to obscurity
We are abhorred throughout eternity
Oncoming plague, a blight that should not be
Our rapid ascent, painful anomaly
Matched only by how quickly we fall
Scratch at the stones and breathe in acridity
Wither away, tortured justifiably
The persistence of our existence
Fades to obscurity
