Planned Obsolescence

Created weakness for the numbers on the board

Absurd amount of things, obsolete creation

The lust for always more, indulgence in hunger

A greed for power, the demon needs to feed

From cradle you've been taught how to rule and conquer

The devil smiling, no isn't real

Black vultures in the mist approaching, now closer

The end is coming, we'll take it from there

A message goes to all the souls

To all those staying, face turned to the ground

You hold the key to infinite power

That has always been here and forever

Every time you step out, raise your voice

Resurrected from the ground

Designed for failure

Behold the waste is burnt to the ground

Face down and broken

We dedicated our essence to this game

No better time, let's dream on, wish for better

You're on an elevated sense of greater

These engines, power crushing down

One day we'll wake up from this absolute nonsense

A star worshiped will burn in the red

Disused and empty shell, icon of an old world

Conscience awakened, we'll take it from there