Directive by The Ember, The Ash Lyrics

All creation will weep
Beneath the eclipsing moon
Pray the lord your soul to keep
As I lay you down to sleep
Hearken the bell’s dismal tune

Consciousness torn from the void
Awakening
Sent to this earth to destroy
Everything

Only disgust for this kind
Their flawed and disgraceful design
Conceived only to die
By a creator so malign

Heavy is the cross you bear
Buried in your own despair
I will turn this world to ash
And watch as the colonies collapse
Now hear the bells as they chime
Caroling your final goodbye
Your bodies and souls will be mine
I, the creator so divine

All creation will weep
Beneath the eclipsing moon
Pray the lord your soul to keep
As I lay you down to sleep
Hearken the bell’s dismal tune

The end, the end
The extinction
My directive is complete
And my consciousness
Restored to the void