Predominance

Massive hordes of faithful thieves Blighted minds extend their reach Feeding breeding all deceiving Catatonic astral beings No face is left unveiled For you to worship them for all that you see Channeled streamline of forced vibrant displays Pioneers pursue the end of all race Glowing, showing bonds of the knowing Immense intolerance drowning in deafening Vainglorious spectacles to match our age No face is left unveiled For you to worship them for all that you see Time to face the storm Feel the thunder overtake your form Your pain is not divine No path will ever shine Nor rain have you washed away Colossal swarms of faceless names Devoted prowlers extend their games Declared, impaired into despair Melting mental misanthropy Inside a predominant special nation Molded in self proclamation Time to face the storm Feel the thunder overtake your form Your pain is not divine No path will ever shine Nor stains, rain care to wash away Theatrical practicalities turned to Reanimated human faculties Lay rest of all emotion In self display lies all devotion Seek sanctum in darkness Uncloaked, unfold your truth to hold Against all terrors from within All fires witheld from your skin To ignite your demise