How could it have come to this?
This is hell warned and preached of
It was them they created this themselves,
And now the ashes of skeptics fill the gray sickly air
God No!
This is the Edge of Supremacy,
How could it have come to this?
On the Edge of Supremacy,
The savage is king
Barely dead in the petrified ooze,
Scavengers in a shimmering hell
The world has become a panoramic nightmare,
Succumbed to the pressure of it's new way of life
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Reduced to tears I stop to pray
Dust Devils shimmer and laugh as they glow
They haunt the dead seared in incandescent tombs
How could this be real? How could it have come to this?
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God she'd his grace on thee