Existential Terror

Pulvis et umbra sumus
Pulvis et umbra sumus
Pulvis et umbra sumus
Pulvis et umbra.

Meaningless
Is this all there is
A flicker of life in a black forever?

Shine a light on the bowels of heaven
Dark futures howl in her grip
Frightening new constellations, headlong
Press their scowls on orion's lip
Our earth is strangled
From within and soon without.

Existential terror
Four horsemen our pallbearers
Riding nightmares of purebred belief
In the coming apocalypse.

Existential terror
Furies spit on grave endeavors
Thе world is a slippery reef
Encircled by beasts of thе sea
'neath an eclipse
Pulvis et umbra sumus
Pulvis et umbra sumus
Pulvis et umbra sumus
Pulvis et umbra.

The more we know, all the more we quiver
On our knees before prophecies
Just begun or being sung for countless centuries
Psalms carved deep into our psyches
Our earth, newfangled
Abrim with sin and fully undevout.

Existential terror
Four horsemen our pallbearers
Riding nightmares of purebred belief
In the coming apocalypse.

Existential terror
Bleak winds blow storm-crow scarers
The world is a slippery reef
Encircled by beasts of the wing
'neath an eclipse.

A gnawing fear of death
Of the great beyond
Of the lessening bells of midnights left
To dwell upon what the hell went wrong
A perverse, reverse pentecost
Mass cataclysm, all is lost
Accursed music of the spheres
Ascends to score a bitter ending here.

Existential terror
Pestilential errors fly
In the face of planetary strife
Existential terror
Four horsemen our pallbearers
Riding nightmares of purebred belief
In our extermination.

Decide
Eyes scour blazing skies
Time to embrace the inevitable
We are all going to fucking die.

Pulvis et umbra sumus
Nothing but nothing remains
Pulvis et umbra sumus.

Pulvis et umbra sumus
Nothing but nothing remains
Pulvis et umbra sumus
Again
Pulvis et umbra sumus
Nothing but nothing remains
Pulvis et umbra sumus.