"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
- AZLyrics
- O
- Orbit Culture Lyrics
album:
"In Medias Res" (2014)
Tribes
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