| A meteor rips clear across our skies
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| Bringing forth the death of all life
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| This distant traveler meets its journeys end
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| Bringing judgement as it swiftly descends
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| Wandering through these clouds made of ash
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| Struggling to maintain control
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| Mental capacities under collapse
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| Witnessing the final days of man
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| For all these years we reigned supreme
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| Returning now to celestial debris
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| The food chain collapses under vast scorched skies
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| This climate shift condemns us to die
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| Foraging through remnants of mankind
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| Scavenge the relics of our time
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| Retracing the footsteps of our past
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| Trying to salvage what is left
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| Balance is stricken from our mother Earth
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| Violence conceived our universe
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| So it will end as it began
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| Ready now for a second chance
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| This loneliness brought on by isolation
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| Maddens you to the point of craving death
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| Traumatized with no apparent destination
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| You soon pursue the only option you see left
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| The pain of life exceeding fear of death
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| Heading for this glowing luminescence
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| Its gravity accretes a mass of churning souls
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| This single point is the origin of creation
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| It’s where it all began and where we shall return
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| Awakening as an enlightened apparition
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| Conscious of the truth once obscured from our view
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| Drifting from sordid realms of the living
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| Aware of the purpose you subconsciously knew
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| We’re all a disease
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| In an omnipresent being
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| A cancer inside of a god
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| Its defenses striking at us
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| Know that everything must serve a purpose even if that means to consume and
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| destroy
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| And you’re a part of this infection; |
| an agent of chaos on a quest to restore
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| the darkness… |