Pain of Creation by Age of Apocalypse Lyrics

Destiny
Sovereignty

Ripped from the root
History of mistranslation
Your final clue
Who built this nation?
I am the ashlar refused
This is obliteration of the world that you knew
Pain of creation

We have run out of time
There's nowhere to go
Shivers in my spine
Death creeps along the coast
Blank stares into blue screens
Through which the world is seen
Dissect, disconnect
This is not how it has to be

Symbols trap society
In a web of complacency
Draining the blood
Taking everything