Xenobiotic - The Gift of Fire

Mankind pushed to the brink of destruction
By the tyrants of the sky

With the feet of the gods at their throats
Left with broken spirits and bones.

I see a waste of life breathed into bones of clay,
With souls shattered to pieces.

They will be like me
Suffer as I suffered,
Weep as I wept,
Live as I live

And they will bear the disdain that I bear,
For the tyrannical swine
Who took their will to stay alive.

They took their will to stay alive.

They rise to their feet with their eyes to the sky,
I will teach them to see.

In feeble vessels of flesh and blood,
Of skin and bone
They will become unbreakable,
They will become unyielding
They will take the world in their hands.

They will never relent in the face of defeat
And they will carve their names into the face of Earth

Breathe.
You are free to paint the Earth and the sky

A spark of hope in a dying world,
May you go forth and create.

Create as I created,
And build your world with pride,
Bring your visions to reality.
Take in your hands,
Sacred element of life
Retrieved from the heavens above

I give you fire