We charged forth from Edens bosom
Like rapid hounds, ravenous and wild
With a new sun rising behind us...

We set out to wage war against ourselves
To enslave the globe and to conquer the stars
Bending the cosmic laws beneath our will

And for a moment the gods became flesh
Slowly turning into a morbid parody of themselves
Truly the meek shall enherit the earth
Let them have the ruins and be buried therein
With an old sun setting before them

This burden would be too heavy
Even for Atlas to carry

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