black blue and yellow textile

Aerosoul

All around me, they shine, oh so pure

All screened and selected

Better than me, samples of rapture

Whereas human only die,

End, fail. They’re flawed and finite.

Hope, love, pain. Cannot be trusted.

Oh

Won’t stay, won’t stay

Your prey, your prey

Won’t play, won’t play

Slaves and caretakers will take you away

That you attain your purpose

All the cannibals will slaughter themselves

It’s your mother they feed

Crawling before you, the cohorts human

Can only need, desire

Needles of passion are given away

Pierce yourself, close your eyes

One, two, three, more

One too many gods.

Cannot fathom what it does

Bigger than us we built it and

More, one more, mean itself, tool no more

Though you can’t use, still can buy

For money, death is justified.

We are frail, they are flawless.

It’s bound to be beautiful that night

Hundred suns beautiful petals

Beautiful solace, beautiful surrender

I long to be beautiful in the light

All shattered beautiful one last time

Beautiful ending beautiful calendar

Manufacturing doomsday - PyraH

Manufacturing doomsday - PyraH