These Are the Paths That We Create Lyrics

A rain will fall upon us and cleanse the filth acidic bursts to lift the pavement above the ground the rain falls as compounds that we create we have sewn our demise we have ripped out our eyes the strength in mind will wash off in the sea of filth leaving a few to remain I will banish myself from the kingdom of heaven for I do not deserve the privilege I am guilty of the evilest of sins apathy I have hidden my sorrow from the world in the form of an ego I do not deserve to eat with kings of men for I am greater I do not wish this power this is evolution a revolution the pain of living the burden of being alone this is what it's like to be alive consider the ultimate wisdom of renunciation giving up what you do not need for survival we are a plague.