Protector of the darkness in all hearts
The contradiction pacifies
The scope of tyrants, panoramic now
As lies fall from a bastard’s crooked mouth

The golden era, bloodstained and wrong
The way it has been, all along
The numbers rising, the names have changed
All else the same. Ancestor

Eyes carved in stone, can not reveal
Human feces smeared across our frail divinity
Forever our own worst enemy

High priests and traders, prey on the weak
The exploitation of what you believe
The choice of hunger or slavery
The truth is that the ways of old are hardly gone
The oppressed still scream the song

The way it has been, all along
The numbers rising, the names the same
Nothing has changed. Ancestor

Contagious ignorance, your promise is defiled
Amnesiac, repeat the past, again
Again and again and again

Ancestor
First, last, only