A View From The End Of The World — Machinae Supremacy

I battle with these demons as I toss and turn at night A bitter taste in my mouth, and then a blast of blinding light

I see it all laid to waste in a view from the end of the world Five billion souls incinerated in the doom of the gods

600 years of progress lost because of you Can I get reparations to make up for this abuse? I want some flying cars, a ticket to the stars, or even just a world without religious wars

But this bitch ain't stacked in my favor We race towards the end of days And while you pave way for your savior, I fear the rationality of the faithfully insane

I see it all laid to waste in a view from the end of the world Five billion souls incinerated in the doom of the gods

I see it all laid to waste in a view from the end of the world Five billion souls incinerated in the doom of the gods

Still a credit to your ruse, what a beautiful excuse to never open up your eyes and see the things you lose Just climb the beanstalk when you die and meet the giant in the sky

I see it all laid to waste in a view from the end of the world Five billion souls incinerated in the doom of the gods

I see it all laid to waste in a view from the end of the world Five billion souls incinerated in the doom of the gods

I see it all laid to waste in a view from the end of the world Five billion souls incinerated in the doom of the gods