Confessions Of A Soothsayer Lyrics

Creation Is Crucifixion Confessions Of A Soothsayer

perpetual becoming master and slave embraced by a kiss
the solemn reply I must only conquer myself opinions mean
nothing insignificance dominates I've created this hell
when will it end language is lost in the struggle I
confess my thoughts I accept my slavery I embrace only
death embrace the machine the next step in evolution I'll
be glad when we're dead I'm sick of this place can't
control my thoughts I'll love the machine only one
species must end the next evolution I'll begin it myself
I'll embrace the cure I accept my consumption I want to
feel numb I'll love the machine until we're dead until we
evolve