Its too late for redemption Destitute of grace and favour Earth-striken and abandoned Lying in the bed you've made The folly was always hope Delaying gratitude for nowhere Land the crowning achievement of our existence A monument to ignorance Precious soul, so weak and so fragile You need a master, its never enough Precious soul, so cryptic and essential Praying to master, it's never enough Precious soul. Righteous and courageous Slaughter for master, it's never enough Existence wasted Planet violated Excuse debating Praying for the answers betrayed by your conceit Skulls crushed Instinctual distrust A violent lust In devotion you can't see the woods for the trees And though time may shelter The guilt and the fallacy There is nothing that's weaker Than the wish for immortality A sickened life Born from a weakened mind Sweeps across the dust and ruin that it leaves behind When all is said and done And ashes stain you black Head craned skyward to see That only death stares back A sickened life Born from a weakened mind Sweeps across the dust and ruin that it leaves behind When all is said and done And ashes stain you black Head craned skyward to see That only death stares back Only death stares back