The Dying of the Embers

Bloodstains, not rose petals lie on the path To the gluttonous bed of the whore For she, who is Satan, the waiting bloodbath Is preparing her nations for war For war! Anthropogenic, dark angels wring The fabric of life free of tears Choking black fronds from the censers they bring Encircle as Apocalypse nears Midnight is the phase Seismic second waves End of final days near Sorrowed Holocene Blackened back to clean Like Man has never been here Nothing but burnt skies ever learnt The fate of that terrible game It is not this stirred circus Strength that deserts us Fires that hurt us But the dying of the embers That murders all hope for the flame For the ghost of humanity to rise once again Unsympathetic judgement descends Nine billion souls under heel Storm-clouds ablaze, razors slice through the ends Of the Earth, with insatiable zeal Midnight is the phase Seismic second waves End of final days near Sorrowed Holocene Blackened back to clean Like Man has never been here Nothing but burnt skies ever learnt The fate of that terrible game It is not this stirred circus Strength that deserts us Fires that hurt us That brings on the pain Nothing but burnt skies ever learnt The fate of that terrible game It is not this stirred circus Strength that deserts us Fires that hurt us But the dying of the embers That murders all hope for the flame Our lengthening reach went astray Ignoring the laws of our brittle existence The universe, clawed, tore it away Life is a dream in an endless charade Armageddon deadens (Armageddon deadens, Armageddon deadens, Armageddon deadens) History warned us but we chose to pray We murdered all hope for the flame For the ghost of humanity to rise once again Nothing but burnt skies ever learnt The fate of that terrible game It is not this stirred circus Strength that deserts us Fires that hurt us That brings on the pain Nothing but burnt skies ever learnt The fate of that terrible game It is not this stirred circus Strength that deserts us Fires that hurt us But the dying of the embers That murders all hope for the flame