A society lives in the comfort of its intellect
The house that humankind built
Abode of sleeping spirits
Placing trust in the security of society
"This was made with our bare hands
No god needed to spin the wheels of the machine"
But when the machine begins to fail
The façade of security fading away
All you thought you knew
Slipping through your fingers
Reevaluate what you were taught
What you accepted
The folly of your hubris brings destruction
All the world mourns
The earth pregnant with plagues and pestilence
Birth pangs, its pain becomes your own
You look for answers in the hands of the ones
You put so much trust in
(But they are just as lost as you
Unable to perceive what's beyond their own eyes
Their narrow vision is your truth
These are the ones you worship
But your gods can die
And they will)
As the end approaches
There is a Great Awakening
The masses cry out to the God they claimed was false
But the living God will be their only hope
The life of comfort you once knew is just a memory
The house shattered and broken down
There is no place to lay your head
And Hope is all you have to hold on to
Break free from the carnal lies that hold you
Break the chains binding you to this earthly realm
Awaken, Oh sleeper
And open your eyes
The answers you seek are all around you
The answers you seek are right in front of your face