It's no surprise I've come undone
Epoxied to the roof
Patterned and folding tattered and holding

The theists claimed a hero soul
Wouldn't die a fool
Prophecy scripted burden the gifted

So I'll bide my time
The air is getting thin
And i can feel the fire
Sweet smell of lead

Punching in the plotted points
Controls began to dim
Jewel in an ocean black like the Nicene

SCE to AUX implied
Overdrive
Spectrum in focus shifting at high speed

Trailing dust on the failing exodus
Sanctify the sane
Full on ablation, Karman Line
Persistent train

Supplicate a vacant god
Silence ringing true
Fools are the martyrs absent of angels

Vapor trail a legend tale
Propping up the faith
Knotting the circle sacred in their eyes

Trailing dust on the failing exodus
Sanctify the sane
Full on ablation, Karman Line
Persistent train

Scripture dictates proselyte
Into darkness bring the light

Honestly I'm better dead
Creed convicting smell of lead

Trailing dust on the failing exodus
Sanctify the sane
Full on ablation, Karman Line
Persistent train