Throne of Amorphous by Entities Lyrics
[Verse: 1]
A fabricated complex divides us from the realms above us
As we look through the lenses of humanity
It brings us consolation to dictate our right of way
And yet we fail to make sense of our place
Existential beings of space lie within dreams of our fascinations
As we envision a day where earth and the sky
Collide together seamlessly
It is this conclusion that destroys hope as we remain
Ignorant to the boundless nature of what is absolute
For it will be mankind who is judged by the obscure
[Chorus]
This is by no means the end but the collapse of cognition
We have fallen victim
To the superior visions of faction
There is no use in understanding
[Verse: 2]
Nothing can change the pace of life more
Then a system so arbitrary it was once called fiction;
It has manifested its way into our minds
We are now the memories that have run
Dry as they sustain our existence
Bringing us to a stagnant state where the
Outbreak creates the stage
No longer to be the same, we have fallen
And forgotten the feeling of pain.
Can we reverse this?
A perfect place for the imperfect to rest,
their souls have now been claimed
[Chorus]
This is by no means the end but the collapse of cognition
We have fallen victim
to the superior visions of the faction
There is no use in understanding
A fabricated complex divides us from the realms above us
As we look through the lenses of humanity
It brings us consolation to dictate our right of way
And yet we fail to make sense of our place
Existential beings of space lie within dreams of our fascinations
As we envision a day where earth and the sky
Collide together seamlessly
It is this conclusion that destroys hope as we remain
Ignorant to the boundless nature of what is absolute
For it will be mankind who is judged by the obscure
[Chorus]
This is by no means the end but the collapse of cognition
We have fallen victim
To the superior visions of faction
There is no use in understanding
[Verse: 2]
Nothing can change the pace of life more
Then a system so arbitrary it was once called fiction;
It has manifested its way into our minds
We are now the memories that have run
Dry as they sustain our existence
Bringing us to a stagnant state where the
Outbreak creates the stage
No longer to be the same, we have fallen
And forgotten the feeling of pain.
Can we reverse this?
A perfect place for the imperfect to rest,
their souls have now been claimed
[Chorus]
This is by no means the end but the collapse of cognition
We have fallen victim
to the superior visions of the faction
There is no use in understanding