"Automata" lyrics

"Automata"

A savior took leave for a conquest with war lust
All while world was facing an impending doom
The heroes hope crumbled
When the world he held dear
Was cast into flames

Oh, you made me
Divine one, you made me

Flows of blood and tears running down my face
This was all in vain, Lifeless earths will float
Into a starless, dead cold night

The sphere of destruction was made to fulfill, to give us a reason to fight
The mighty construction of the finest machine, whom serve but their despiteful self

I recall all your names, you stray wandering souls
Of what could have been, help me
To reign and to serve, to rot in the fields
Give me a sign

Corot

I can feel their heat
I can see defeat

Flows of blood and tears running down my face
This was all in vain, Lifeless earths will float
Into a starless, dead cold night

The sphere of destruction was made to fulfill, to give us a reason to fight
The mighty construction of the finest machine, whom serve but their despiteful self

Vile design, they serve
The seal, I'll resign
Defeat, I'll kneel
Light


Writer(s): Karlsson Niklas
album: "In Medias Res" (2014)
Orbit Culture - In Medias Res album cover
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Arrival
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