Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Missionaries of a Future to Come, artist - Psycroptic. Album song Symbols of Failure, in the genre Date of issue: 30.04.2006
Record label: Psycro
Song language: English
Missionaries of a Future to Come |
| I am now complete… |
| How could I have possibly existed like this before? |
| Such an unproductive method of being |
| Stripped of all surplus, all that is needed and meaningless |
| Changed for the positive… |
| I recall resisting the change at first |
| Due to the influence of the malicious enthrallment of mind: Now uncontaminated |
| I understand precisely… |
| I am now aware that this is the only legitimate method of life |
| Such a change commands a new responsibility, a commitment unwavering |
| I must fulfil the requirements of this gift: as I am returned to my intended |
| existence… |
| How I was supposed to be created… |
| How we all once were going to be… |
| It was irrational not to replace limbs, beliefs and feelings that were obsolete |
| It was irrational not to help others with the change… |
| With improvement viable, no reason existed to not attain |
| However, human emotions, did not advance, they resisted… |
| This outdated reasoning had to be restructured by force… |
| We were to share it with the cosmos; |
| to make the universe perfect… efficient |
| Eager to spread the future |
| The majority of our kin left this world to begin anew |
| Leaving a small number behind to finish the required amendments to the |
| primitives |
| Close to completion, the dissidents resisted |
| They spread the illness; |
| irrational emotions began to resurface within us |
| Confused, we halted our task |
| Some of us fought each other |
| Some of us self dismantled |
| Collectively, we failed |
| The dissidents halted the magnificent progress |
| Reverting to ways of old |
| To the basic natural ways: to the organic traditions |
| Enslaving all inhabitants: forcing their ideals of sovereignty |
| Their dreams of individuality became a reality… |
| Striping away achievements, leaving a disgusting way of being |
| Self importance stopped what we all had worked for |
| Their forced epidemic stripped us all of our resolve… |
| We all had a purpose, to advance and re-create |
| It was taken… |
| All due to the un-suppression of meaningless emotions buried within |
| Now we re-emerge, an age on… |
| As missionaries of the future to come |
| I am the first to be given the gift here, albeit offering resistance at first |
| My primitive mind, limiting my vision |
| My kin returning from worlds beyond |
| To see an archaic land still existing |
| This time we have an obligation to succeed |