Prophetic Illusions - Molotov Solution

Prophetic Illusions - Molotov Solution
You have been chosen to serve as a predecessor
For human cultivation
We are a living monument to their eternal glory
Our civilizations are testament to their
Timeless story
Over the centuries of war and disease
Entire civilizations have been swallowed by the sea
Thousands of years of oppressive integration
A cursed race
A failed existence
We are gradually being conditioned to
Accept lies of a substantial magnitude
Our keepers frantically scheming
Preparing to create a race bound by their servitude
We are a living monument to their eternal glory
Our civilizations are testament to their timeless story
Prophetic illusions
The end of days
An endless cycle from birth to the f**king grave
Complete destruction of the archaic ways
Regressing farther as we drift away
You will see the fire in my eyes as
I burn down the heavens
Ignite the skies
Burn down the heavens
Ignite the skies
Empires lay in ruins buried by time
Crushed by the divine
Our world is bound for destruction
Your way of life as you know it
Is about to change
Your way of life as you know it
Is about to change
They will come to reclaim their previous glory
With malicious intent
Their eternal return is not only inevitable
It is imminent
Burn down the heavens
Ignite the skies
Burn down the heavens
Ignite the skies