Lyrics
The ark bears the fruit of life
A gift you've turned to ash
They want to watch you suffer
They want to watch you die
A cull from beyond the thicket
Your wounds are self inflicted
Brace onto what's left of your sanity
Pray to the one who brought this tragedy
Architect of the unholy
His ears hear the cries of the worthy
Beg for forgiveness
With the blood of the ones you once cherished
The offering will be completed
Beg for the end of this existence
The ark bears the fruit of life
A gift you've turned to ash
They want to watch you suffer
They want to watch you die
You had the chance to stop the death
Of the place we once called home
Beware the agency of man
A warning that was once foretold
I am the father of lies
I am the bearer of light
I am your salvation
I am the death of all creation
As the darkness consumes your psychosis
The life you've built will be reduced to ashes
Your conscious will be assimilated
There will be no salvation
Crawling on your knees you will submit to my wrath
A memory of when you once retained your free will
Your sacrifice will earn my place in heaven
His gift will be repurposed