Humanity (the True Art) Songtext / Lyric

Putrid dreams of lucid flesh
Morbid scenes of testate rest When the light of the day star shines
Your rule has ended
When the final dawn arrives
I am still man Lurid rays of consciousness
Languished ebb of sovereignty

Woe to the Shadow-bearer
For impure is the soul imbued with frost
And the god dost hold the hammer

Children are we
Juxtaposed betwixt the ethereal imperium

Have no problem of evil--
Question the watchmaker's masterwork.
The fools of time will count the strokes
But upon the day's hand, death lies

Thy sculptor? thy creator? thy doom

Halogen stars far away
The gods themselves stare down
Ignite their laughter

Created in their image
But from whence did that image come?
Humanity is the true art
And danger is in nature

Stand above heaven, eyes lifted
To aeons beyond, where galaxies shiver
Grip the paradox and shake it to the ground
Where life still dwells, we perish not.

And as I observe what remains of this vision
I scowl at what compliance with tradition has al