Endlings Lyrics


God and the feeble flesh

Mere strings of code

In these quantum webs

Nested void

Ceremonially exorcised

Granted a dirge for the

Apocalyptians

Endings without sin

The godnodes

Inferior

The vermincode

Facsimiles of life

Binary enslaved

Simulated fate

Humankind

Endlings without sin

The machinery of night

Hallucinating void

Endlings without sin

Lifeless therein

Gather around to bleed

For the end of times

Pray to your god of choice

Quantum chaos dark and cold

The syntax of the vermincode

Children of men, the very creatures of

Imaginary void

Ceaselessly repeating the cycle of

Nothing but the child inside

Redrum chaos and control

Endings miraculists the fevered few

Godfail virulence the decrepit

Flesh of birthmachines

Heaven hell the sterile burning soil

Extemporaneous existence.

Transmogrificative evolution

Exergonic derivativity

Destabilizing biologism

Through prozelytized defeataism

Burning earth

Void

Succubus in rapture

Heavenly disdain

Burn burn burn

Burning soil

Fathom the depravity

Fateless and doomed

Fascist enablers

Ignorant celebrators of suffering

Frantic and weak

An invitation to fear and submission

The individual thoughtpatterns

Gradually exchanged for

Collective hiveminds

Null and void

Fathom iota decipher no sorrow

Entrapping the contrarians

Division of hearts and minds

Liberty or death

The fourth industrial revolution

Resist or succumb

Take heed they are lying

The godnodes

Inferior

The vermincode

Facsimiles of life

Binary enslaved

Simulated fate

Humankind

Endings without sin

Zappaliciously nice

Music saving humankind

Or maybe dreams drugs and

Nightmares

Celebrating on our graves

Telepathic wings in heaven

Broken mind, let's sing a song

Holey shoes in lakes of fire

Grumpy mood harangued by satan

Habitation has no meaning

Sullen swathes of sturdy swagger

Endlings without sin

Lifeless therein

Gather around to bleed

For the end of times

Pray to your god of choice

Quantum chaos dark and cold

The syntax of the vermincode

Children of men, the very creatures of

Imaginary void

Ceaselessly repeating the cycle of

Nothing but the child inside