The Parody's Zenith کے بول

All the way from Eden to Armageddon Such long the journey, not a single step taken Infested the planet like malignant tumors Still being the lowest of all terrestial lifeforms Welcome to the grand downward vortex Drowning in nightmares, fear is what we breathe A flickering flame of a candle is our existence Fading out, evermore insignificant In comparison with the living The dead seem rather fortunate We have engraved our own epitaph The last paragraph in the chronicles of man A scythe-bearing sun smiles at the tragedy Sheding a light of irony upon the failures of humanity Technology marches on As does the death of intelligence Towards a brand new Golgatha Where only one cross awaits us all Mankind... Cast aside... Deprived of life Tormented with the nails of extinction The last swing of the hammer concludes the parody Of a race poisoned by triviality And still some dare to ask: Will dawn follow this darkness?