Architects of the Aftermath - Quit

Assemble out of desperation behind their city walls
Crying of oppression and their holy leaders fall
Emergence of a charismatic bringer of ideas
Acting to restore the hope of people at their knees

Self appointed saviors elected by a blinded mass
Selling the lie fictional hope no better than the last
Hard to blame the product of unthinking populace
The power of the broken minds confused & coalesced

Awakened to unite against a common enemy
Idealistic vision engineered supremacy
Mapping out a battle plan never before devised
Advanced tactics & weapons of unprecedented size

A race to find the next advancement death technology
A test of resolution to aggress humanity
Taking inventory of every method to destroy
Arrogant & confident & eager to deploy

Your life
is at
its end

Give up

You can't
pretend

You die
for no one
Nothing

The war is over
before
it begins

The greatest lie we ever told was that you stood a chance
and now we laugh at what you think is an effective plan

The whole point was to make you think the world was fair
The greater joy comes from taking the only hope that you had left

We scan the bloody landscape for remaining signs of life
Pockets of half dead finally begin to see the light
Begging to receive our gospel plead to be redeemed
Yet to reveal their former gods were not quite what they seemed

Cloaked in our minds the most heinous of crimes and now the world is our victim

Evil survives at the end of your lives as your death is the wage of our sin

Useless to try, it is we who deny, your faith only feeds our indulgence

Your tragedy is our necessity if you knew any better you'd QUIT!!!

Comrades ripped in half they fall prey to dark science
The unwarned form a sea of blood at the hand of relentless violence
Mouths agape eyes open wide disbelief at what they see

No comprehension for unthinkable brutality

We feed on gratuitous hope & superstitious beliefs
We are both your holy deity and the beast beneath
We are your worldly emperor beyond the shadow of your doubt

We pollute your mind with possibility and judge the devout

Know that every single thing you thought you knew was wrong
Can't hide from irony we're what you worshiped all along

You sang our praise on holy days knelt before us with blind faith
We created all, created you & brought the end of days

Obscenity gratuity, our pleasure in your death
Impaling twitching followers consumed with regret
Pulling bodies limb from limb culminating ecstasy

Devouring what isn't screaming in repentant agony