The lower skies, bled empty, the ocean floors, cracked dry
No sign of your precious life, no one left to mourn us, no one left to die
Snuffed out the last of the light, the past is a failure and the future was a lie

Nothing left to sell, nothing to buy
It's the end of an era, an aeon, the age of consumption
Into an age of blackest night, out of the husk, corpus divinum, to speak with no tongue
Existence was far too kind

We ate of the apple, strewn its seeds of decay
We reaped the snake, born predator, dying prey

So look at what you've done, now see with no eyes

Now it's gone, red mist fades into sky, into unseen deliverance
So go, wander past the outline
Spend a lifetime searching for another place to exist

And so this form has been created from its own scattered pieces
Neo promethean, dust in the cosmos alchemized
A new flame burns blacker still
This is the closest we will ever be to Hell

So look what you've done, now see with no eyes

Now it's gone, red mist fades into sky, into unseen deliverance
So go, wander past the outline
Spend a lifetime searching for another place to exist

It is done
Nothing more to sacrifice, the tail has eaten its head
Death continues to be an enigma, even unto the dead

A new flame burns blacker still
Neo-Promethean