Antediluvian

Primeval's descendants of a thousand sires
Resign ip these knives in the wind
From industry's fire
Endlessly spreading disease
I can hear them sowing
So illusory their motives...of devoted souls.

Its a story seldom told
There the truth does lie
Let them give their blood for gold
The tides of change are drawing nigh.

Oppressing labyrinth of a thousand pyres
Breathing fever from it's wounds
Growing ever higher
On their knees the worker bees
I can hear them droning
Where there's diamonds gazing down
Let me lay my bones.

Its a story seldom told
There the truth does lie
Let them give their blood for gold
The tides of change are drawing nigh.

And the interred pantheons call their offspring down
To reclaim their lost memories
Bow before forgotten crowns.

Deep time rising.

Apollo's rays screen savage
Any hide they penetrate
Fur or flesh or armor
Tannin's ascendance pervades now.

Deep time rising. Antediluvian.