Tides of the eternal current

The wicked flames

They give life force to mankind

To mend the souls

Taking the free energy

Consume it dry

Shit out of the remains

Like a worthless compost

Followed by greed and grace

This is the way

Invaded lands of fertile

To very end

Depletion comes after

What to expect

There's nothing but to consume thy inner self

Can't beat the speed of light

Tragic non-sense

Quicksand the double helix

Can't you make it

Infect the universe

This world is done

It's a shame your reality lay in deathbed

All you want is to gnaw every cornerstone

Not to create young

Eat them one by one

All your dreams lying

In your silky deathbed

All your hopes keep rot

In your thorn-made deathbed

Can you hear the banshees wailing

It's not the sirens singing

Sweet tunes of velvet lullabies

Your substance's chirality

Echoes your existence

Deserved facts can't atone

Your vile acts

That you have unique wrong

The Ultimate calamity of your ideals