The Indexing Lyrics

All this time we ignored their pleas, fighting off waves of their regime
Ignoring the will of the defilers, an ever so lucid dream
Decisions left to the recreants, with their gratuitious lies

This alarmist state of mind will bring only varied cost;
Inevitable obliterate by your own conductor's holocaust

Ignorantly we follow with destitute vision, interested with being defaced into endless oblivion
How can we expect to repair society?

The populace is blinded by an unintelligent ideology
The council refusing to see, with the rule of the builders
My plan would have worked you fools
But now we're all infected
Now we all are one with him
But the ones held in the arms, the only ones to be saved

You cannot understand the pesent age through antiquity
Once he turns the key, we've extinguished life with all knowing certainty
This is the end of our time
We all are the dead

I am the afterbirth of devastation's womb