Spoken words

We come spinning out of nothingness
Scattering stars

Chaos is the law of nature.

All creation bears the molecular memory of a terrible
Explosion of electricity, energy, matter and motion.
A violent eruption of white light white heat.

Do you really believe that before us,
Nothing existed here?
No one?
That we are totally alone here?
That we are unique, dreadfully unique?

You think more of what has been than of what will be
But no one has lived in the past,
And no one will live in the future

The present is the form of all life
The present is terrifying
Because it is irreversible
Because it has a will of iron
The past represents its future,
It advances in a straight line,
Yet it ends by coming full circle

Time the endless circle
One long slow deep breath that goes on forever
One long slow deep breath that stinks of sulfer

I slept for ages
And you grew up
Dreams kept me lost
In the skies above

All that you've done
Your twilight's last gleam
While my meadows rot
Amber waves of gray

For millennia
The kingdom peigned
They held me so close
As mother/father I am

All that you've done
Your twilight's last gleam
While my meadows rot
Amber waves of gray

By dawn's lurid light
I can clearly see
The destruction you've reaped,
While I slept
How far will it go, will your hearts know?

Destroyers of all, so gallantly seeking
The perilous fight, the gloom in your souls
Glory reflected, shines in your greed
Destroyers of all, I am awake.

Clouds of smog
In the marrow
So dearly held
The wind will swallow
The fossil air
Corrodes and binds
Tempestuous breath
The wind will swallow

Across the skies
Rusted rain falls
So proudly hailed
The tempest of man

From southern seas
To the polar ice
Spreads disease
The water will rise
The poisoned sea
Corrodes and binds
Tempestuous hands
The water will rise

Across the seas
Crude waves capture
So proudly hailed
The tempest of man
Across the land
Chrome soil infects
So proudly hailed
The tempest of man

From the highest peaks
To the lowest valleys
Your motherlands cry
In the ground you'll lie
Infected soil
Corrodes and binds
Impetuous hearts
In the ground you'll lie

(Instrumental)

And sorrow sinks into my
Breaking heart of coal
Disaster approaches as
Men lead us to the grave

And that fire
In their eyes
Waves of light
Burn so bright

My shell is scorched and scarred
Destiny manifests
Slash and burn, trudge and burrow
Men turn us into dust

The sixth extinction hollows me
All those who've passed
The kingdom is dying
A future of death

Destruction embraces me
I am sick
Stricken with rage and sadness
The future must change
I have to bring them home
The strata of their birth
Disaster approaches and
Men will march to the grave

And that fire
In their eyes
Waves of light
Burn so bright

Plague infects, sink into me
Draught starves, sink into me
Continents divide, sink into me
Oceans rise, sink into me

Spoken words

Everything has been said provided words do not change Their meanings.
Is it not obvious that someone, who customarily
Lives in a state of suffering, requires a different sort Of religion?
From a person habitually living in a state of well-being?
The acts of men, carried over from past centuries
Will gradually destroy them.

Man as pariah, piranha, a parasite
An all-consuming ravenous beast
Who devours every other creature,
Wreaking havoc upon a female planet
Who bears the scars of his insatiable hunger
Her body pitted by deep wounds gauged into her flesh
As he leeches her natural elements
To power his infernal machines.

Machines which spew black bile
Poisoning everything
As man gluts on the Earths' sacred fluids and precious Minerals
Until Nature herself stages a hostile insurrection
Against mans' gluttony and greed.

I felt that my existence here
Was becoming a distorted, twilight memory

Deep inside your flesh and bone
Run rivers of war
Plagues divide and conquer
A new day is born

Rest your weary heads
And drift into that final sleep
Darkness embraces your twilight
An eternal night

Your mouths fill with sand
Waters run dry
Drought calls the name of man
Fall back and look to that empty sky

Rest your weary heads
And drift into that final sleep
Darkness embraces your twilight
An eternal night

At the core of your being
Memories flood those bones
The origin of birth revealed
The lake of fire calls you home
Continents divide
And swallow all you've known

Look to that far off horizon
As the bitter waves crest
The shinning seas embrace
Crystalline waves come for you

Rest your weary heads
And drift into that final sleep
Darkness embraces your twilight
An eternal night

And when the famine comes over you
And when the sickness comes over you
And when the end comes over you
You'll see there's no place like home

Come home
Catalyze
Cave in
Shed your grace, and regress
Worry no more
And while you rot
We suffocate, as your bane respires

New dawn, a dying land
Splintered atoms surround
The red glare swallows us

Venom illuminates
Across the wilderness
And sees beyond the years
Undimmed by human tears

New dawn, a dying land
Splintered atoms surround
The red glare swallows us

And to the kingdom
I am here for you
Step under my wings
A thousand years of pain
Will dissolve the poison
And set you free

New dawn, a dying land
Splintered atoms surround
The red glare swallows us

We come spinning out of nothingness
Scattering stars

All creation bears the molecular memory of a terrible
Explosion of electricity, energy, matter and motion.
A violent eruption of white light white heat.

Chaos is the law of nature.

Do you really believe that before us,
Nothing existed here?
No one?
That we are totally alone here?
That we are unique, dreadfully unique?

You think more of what has been than of what will be
But no one has lived in the past,
And no one will live in the future

The present is the form of all life
The present is terrifying
Because it is irreversible
Because it has a will of iron
The past represents its future,
It advances in a straight line,
Yet it ends by coming full circle

Time the endless circle
One long slow deep breath that goes on forever
One long slow deep breath that stinks of sulfer

Everything has been said provided words do not change Their meanings,
And meanings their words. Is it not obvious that someone, Who customarily
Lives in a state of suffering, requires a different sort Of religion?
From a person habitually living in a state of well-being?
The acts of men, carried over from past centuries
Will gradually destroy them, logically.

Man as pariah, piranha, a parasite
An all-consuming ravenous beast
Who devours every other creature,
Wreaking havoc upon a female planet
Who bears the scars of his insatiable hunger
Her body pitted by deep wounds gauged into her flesh
As he leeches her natural elements
To power his infernal machines.

Machines which spew black bile
Poisoning everything
As man gluts on the Earths' sacred fluids and precious Minerals
Until Nature herself stages a hostile insurrection
Against mans' gluttony and greed.

I felt that my existence here
Was becoming a distorted, twilight memory
Of an awesome destiny

Time is the substance of which I am made
Time is a river which carries me along.

We come spinning out of nothingness
Scattering stars.