Prometheus

Oscar Jacobsson

Carved into cold stone
The end of days
Before the eyes of God
We tear down our monuments and memories

When the smoke clears and embers turn to ash
The shroud falls, the grid of our prison now completed
Accepting the terms of this tyranny
We question fucking nothing

Weighing down on our souls and minds
The burdens of many
The burdens of ourselves
Our weary feet worn out by unbearable loss
We inherited this overwhelming sea of pain

Don't resist
Get down on the ground
Break the bones of fathers and sons
Crack their plastic spines and infiltrate the core of their fragile system

Construct an enemy without a heart
(Bursting with bloodlust)
Rotting ourselves from the inside out
Fight amongst ourselves
The tribe does not accept defeat

Beaten to death
Left to die
Cut them up and find out why
Put them in bags no questions asked
Ignite and watch it all collapse
And watch it all collapse

It's time to end this fucking disaster
So fucking end this shit

Prometheus
Prometheus

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