A blinding light descends from the sky
The Creators of this world have arrived
A final judgment will be made
Through time and space, scanning the atmosphere through digital eyes
Creators: Observer, status report; what do you make of this life?
Observer: Your creation has failed to flourish. Initiate the cycle
Creators: What course of action do you imply?
Observer: Complete termination
This race is a waste. Eradicate and recreate
All life will be erased
The world stands still, holds its breath as contact is made
Salvation is reserved for no being of this earth
Forever shackled by ignorance
Concealed within set limitations and still constellations offer no solutions
Through time we find we are all the same by design
The arm of human technology incapable of ever reaching the stars
We are incapable of ever reaching the stars.
Incapable you are of ever reaching out and touching the stars
Looking to the sky won't bring you mercy now
Your unanswered pain will be finally answered
This vicious cycle will be brought to an end and the sun will set for the last time
The shackles have been broken but fate remains the same
And when all light fades from the earth you'll be left alone in the dark to truly face yourself
In the dark you will face yourself
Through time we find we are all the same by design