Apocalypse Then from This Machine by [Eagle Noise]

Attention waning, and I can't get no rest
Window has shifted, abandoned by the defense
They're getting hungry, had to pretend they were starved
Mass destruction by a bachelor of arts
The newest era ushered by an old God
With no concern for which axis you're on
The horseman's pension paid for his view
A vast construction to shield himself from the new?

And I
I've got a feeling
But ah
You won't believe it
When the world is coming down
Bury face into the ground
Let the silence overwhelm
Your senseless Sandy helm

I've got a fever and I can't sweat it out
This grand enclosure blessed you with some clout
It's hard to say what you think it's about
He shrugs again like the lie told itself
And maybe there is nothing sacred, to say
In cosmic structure our fate is decay
The golden outcome's a slow century to fade
Though far more likely is complete disarray

For what it's worth, your last words were crystal clear
Your intention, summarize the last thousand years
For the common man, life seemed pretty cruel
But judgment came and they did what they had to

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