Satan's Almighty Penis - Orbs Of Turmoil lyrics

Our comprehended rhythm of evolution Seizing gears grinding to a rest. The selfish application of man to time An apparition of importance. Progress was never in your grip. Our haggard vision of hope Dissolved by the void of time. The cruel hands of mortality Alkilmize our being. We experience the linear And act upon these orbs. What existence knows as time Shattered, splintered, combusting And flailing in a dimensional fog. Instances forever merge, Their properties undefined and vacant. The noose tightens as we adapt. The future is stagnant, The present a cold dry plane. Our haggard vision of hope Dissolved by the void of time. The cruel hands of mortality Alkilmize our being