Lyrics Descent to Oblivion - The Modern Age Slavery

Descent to Oblivion

Bow down to the birth of the new man
Through the sunset of a race a new time of glory
All of us — the will to survive
Few of us — the will to move on
No life is too short to be wasted with no signs of honour
An everlasting eye beholds the rise of a golden day
While immortality closes its arms
One and deathless
Outworn of mankind is the chain to break up in fragments
A step towards the perfection.
A step that justifies despair
One last picture through despair
That is our peace: a given privilege to die
A craven descent to oblivion
But nothing higher than that to rest upon
The only indelible sign to a discerning eye
That beholds the rise of a golden day while immortality closes its arms
Born from the ashes of the divine perished glory
Abolishing death in the supremacy of a new man