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Extinction

from The Eschaton Cycle by Lost Continent

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lyrics

Fucked from square one
The event is imminent
Masses awake to the planet’s quake
This is true chaos
This is true pain

No one spared
No one saved

Beliefs turn to fear, fear to hysteria
Leaves you crippled like a shotgun to the knees
Madness consumes you, now watch the bodies rot

Light years away we watch in awe
Foreign stars hurled towards our home
Annihilation in their wake

Flames fertilize the heavens
As fires reach the sky
The star burns the stone

This is your hell
The surface cooks
Skin is liquidized
Buildings crumble
Homes collapse
This is the falling of the axe
A carpet of flesh
A portrait of death
Die in the flames
Waking monoliths
Brought forth by ignorance

Nothing left alive
Nothing left alive
Nothing left alive
Nothing fucking left alive

(panic)
...maybe they were watching all along

Wake up
Moons crash from the sky
The cities lift beneath our feet
Nothing will survive
Hurling vacant satellites through time
They seek the collapse of existence
Celestial warheads soar through space
Wasteland in their wake

There is fire on the horizon
The stench of death lingers in the streets

I gave you everything
Now watch it turn to ash
Death will always prevail
I will fucking erase you

I am the unmaker

Watch you beg from the grave
Void of life, your extinction

Waste of life

Bled dry by the leviathan’s will

Forever lost in the history we wrote
When your gods come knocking I’ll make sure no one’s home

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from The Eschaton Cycle, released August 17, 2016

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