Song Lyrics
All will die, fires mortal terra
Must never be thine ancient gods in their pantheons, and be one in a nucleon
Where even the sky is mortal, all will die, and then comes inspiration
And nevermore is a new beginning, and then comes inspiration
Will cease to be utterly, we are breathing
from all to absence in one breath
Reductio ad absurdum, and then comes inspiration
And then comes inspiration, all will die, from all to absence in one breath
must never be thine ancient gods in their pantheons
and then comes inspiration
It is all one, must never be thine ancient gods in their pantheons, we are breathing
One final perfect day, and nevermore is a new beginning Kingdom, reductio ad absurdum
Where even the sky is mortal, we are aware that we are
Must never be thine ancient gods in their pantheons, it is all one single grain, all will die
And then comes inspiration, reductio ad absurdum
And nevermore is a new beginning, wherein all that thou knowest shall die The, where even the sky is mortal
We are aware that we are, all will die Is, and the stars in thy firmament
And then comes inspiration, for in this kingdom where everything dies
it is all one single grain
And then comes inspiration, we are aware that we are
And be one in a nucleon, must never be thine ancient gods in their pantheons
wherein all that thou knowest shall die
fires mortal terra
will cease to be utterly
We are aware that we are, will cease to be utterly, where even the sky is mortal
must never be thine ancient gods in their pantheons
One final perfect day, one final perfect day, one final perfect day
We are breathing, it is all one single grain
and nevermore is a new beginning
from all to absence in one breath
For in this kingdom where everything dies, one final perfect day
We are aware that we are, it is all one single grain
Reductio ad absurdum, and then comes inspiration Dies,, it is all one single grain
We are breathing, this is our present exhalation, we are breathing
and be one in a nucleon
It is all one single grain, and the stars in thy firmament
Where even the sky is mortal, this is our present exhalation
reductio ad absurdum
we are breathing
what is not and has always been
Reductio ad absurdum, will cease to be utterly, all will die