Existential Abhorrence Lyrics

If your God is the absolute, then explain the absence?
I can only smirk at the irony when by his own image he was rendered obsolete

They seem to sleep while they're still awake; who can now tell what is a lucid state?
Frozen limbs from a mental rigor mortis stuck in a cycle of existential abhorrence

To serve their needs, you'll burn, you'll bleed

It's an honor to join the opposing force in the fatal dance in between space and time
And to see it all be revealed, that which is the utmost pure is also the most unclean

And the fickle swine welters in the man made cesspool of failures
And the Devil is laughing as the naive keeps shoveling in desperation and hope
In the prosperous fire we're all burning
And when only ashes remain, no one will be left to mourn