Descendants of the last surviving humans Grown now having never known the world that's gone A scar they all must wear upon their face A map to a constellation out in space
Carved with an arrow down to the marrow Carved with an arrow down to the marrow Ancient maps from the sky When the world was destroyed The stars came back into their vision, giving them wisdom From the sky, the story of their past Tanning maps from melanomas Learning to tell their place in space and time A compass, marination of the ancient rhyme A key to patterns lost on modеrn minds A guide to the origin of our insides
Cloakеd within my lofty device, deliberately I've misled them Like a god controlling the path, the blood on my hands makes a vision Celestial cyst Celestial cyst It's too late to compromise Celestial cyst Celestial cyst My madness leaves me barren
Barren, a frozen hole inside my brain A cancer that eats away until I'm insane The thoughts that torture me I keep within The truth, I tortured them just on a whim A man, like them I breathe and bleed and die A lie, I used machines to give it life It's gone too far to look behind Manipulating remaining minds I'm blind from the hate built up in time A sign I create in stars that shine Illusion of the kind, I'm compelled to complete the lofty shrine It's lined with long frame panels that look like spines The world is gone, it's not a crime The world is gone, it's not a crime The world is gone, it's not a crime The world is gone, it's not a crimeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
