Lashing of the Flames

We must face a threat, to all civilisation Dogmatic idealogies with nuclear capacity Whose frenzied faithful all desire Apocalypse for their Messiah Lusting for, a perfect world's ecstatic contradictions And, beweildered by the prospect of creating it themselves Credulous fools with theocratic convictions Would bring about the cessation of life on earth Behold a world Their faith inspires A howling void no empty of Church going choirs Bats ascend, to boiling peaks where dancing glimmers roar While crackles shred with flickering beaks at ashes on the floor Asphixiating vortex winds cast corpses away From immolation death we're destined to decay Is this the result you had in mind? Can you accept the legacy left behind? Into your hands Into your hands Into your hands Into your hands I feel the lashing of the flames The end of life is like a blazing sunset The last time colour fills the sky For why lies beyond is engulfing dark Where even dreams are left to die Into your hands Into your hands Into your hands Into your hands I feel the lashing of the flames