From Archaeon into Oblivion

An ode to the never ending most
 admirable force of self-destruction
 that only mankind takes credit for.
 Masses...
 Deprived...
 Prolonging forth
 into one final march
 Paralysed indifference
 Succumbed from within
 Staring eyes of the faceless
 taking flight
 Cold commitment
 Blind fulfilment
 Open up
 'no god forbid it'
 Lose your final breath into the sun
 Arms wide open
 Words unspoken
 Another funeral dirge unbroken
 Folding hands in prayer left in vain
 ..."Here comes the flood"
 Deliverance
 And the flock drops to its knees
 Inherited
 The guilt, the shame, the disease
 Force-feed
 Swallow now, the exit seed
 You fucking breed
 like multiplying rats!
 All along and always have been...
 Deflower Centuries
 of Continuous Reveries
 From the land of Nod we came
 and thus... We shall return.
 Introspectively woven with death
 Gnawed, straight by the roots
 From Archaeon into Oblivion
 No child to see the newborn dawn
 Masses -
 Prolonging forth
 into one final march
 Deprived -
 No child to see the newborn dawn
 Deliverance -
 And the flock drops to its knees
 Inherited -
 The guilt, the shame, the disease
 Force-feed -
 Swallow now, with demon speed
 You fucking breed
 like multiplying rats!
 All along and always have been.