"Iconic Images" lyrics
"Iconic Images"
On scripts of Perfection and Plenty
Rest Markings of the Gods
In crypts of deception and memory
Foretell past present and future to all
An era of Oscillation
We've looked to the skies
We've carved into stone
We've held up on high
The tracts and characters of the old
Antiquities to Machines
Steel structures stand mighty and tall
The origins now obsolete
Which Primitives had once Foreseen
An era of oscillation
We've looked to the skies
We've carved into stone
We've held up on high
The tracts and characters of the old
The heavens look down
On heathens abound
Over star covered skies
Mysteries surround
Designed from above
Creates gods below
Advancing a species forward
Ancient worlds Bestowed
Present to future
From man to machines
Origins history
The ancient once had foreseen
An era of Oscillation
We've looked to the skies
We've carved into stone
We've up on high
The tracts and characters of the old
Writer(s): Greg Burgess, Corey Alan Archuleta, Ezra Haynes, Ryan Glisan
- AZLyrics
- A
- Allegaeon Lyrics
album:
"Formshifter" (2012)
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