Here sits Mars in the sky
A blink in the corneal pale
Hermes races to warn us
As Freya disowns us
We are posed like marionettes
Our forms paint twisted shadows
About the fire
Nothing yet to say
Need my hate-fix of the day
Gotta dink the truth
From mouths of liars
Here we are again
Loving hatred for our kin
Embracing all these things of our that fail
Mars sits in the sky
Watches as we cast our die
He's confident that once again we will
Swallow our Tail
A phoenix rises from decay
But ashes must come first
Let's set the blaze
The cleansing burn of flesh
Turn up the heat 'til there's nothing left
Who wants peace
With so much Cain to Raise
No more gods in the sky
Dead, no more purpose to serve
Hermes tried to forewarn us
Now our children abhor us
