The Desolation

In the apocalyptic aftermath
A jungle of debris
The manufactured hulk voids patient
Pulsing anonymity
It’s waiting for the hand of violence
To break the silent free, break the silent free
Human touch begins the cycle
Death and rebirth will play their part
The dust of ages motes around them
Inferring the darkeness of our hearts
We will always eat our dreams
We will always fall apart
Correct the future with our ignorance and flow back to the start
The hideous dance begins again
All the players stutter and start
Here stands all our pride
All life fades away
The dust of ages motes around them
Inferring the darkness of our hearts
We will always eat our dreams
We will always fall apart
Desolation in abundance feeds our fierce design
With cold and terrible intent
We swarm to dismantle mankind
The hideous dance begins again