Shepherd's Sun

(We lived in the last days of those who believed
That we were still all alone in the cosmos
What a primitive mindset and so ill-conceived
How naive before the Angels were set loose upon us)
GREGORY

We are a plague on planet Earth
And killed the cradle of our birth
If allowed to propagate into the stars
We'll spread this sickness near and far

Human transmissions fill the void
Displaying all that we destroyed
We show our wealth and trust mislaid
Announce the fact that we are prey

Seraphim prepare their battlements
And fly across the vast expanse
With weapons of their indignation
A response to invocation

How far can we fall? We've just begun to crawl
We are undone - The end in sight
We have begun - To see the Light

We are now taunting the instinct of God
Redemption discarded in vain
We're hoping that bad things will just go away
That we can be washed of this stain

We are contained on a single orb
What better time to face the Lord
We will reap the answer to our prayers
We are not alone, but no one cares

Below the firmament we stand
Between the eyes of God and Man
Lasers tracking angels in the sky
Burning feathers sickly drifting by

And so the end times are at hand
To close this final verse of Man
Transmitted scriptures radiate
We scorched the lock on Heaven's gate

Disciples recall the aftermath of the Fall
Thy will be done - Eternal night
Forgotten son - Renew thy sight

We have no intention to martyr ourselves
Or to return this world out of hand
Redemption is something they don't understand
As we are a scourge on this land

We sailed along without a care
Never knowing what was waiting out there
Impending change was in the air
We ate our world without a care
The scourge of our iniquity
Has ruptured through antiquity
And cast a pall on Thine resolve
To smite us down, lest we evolve

We have transgressed and have broken our world
We failed the test and will be regressed
Now witness The End!

High warriors wield catastrophe
And pound the Earth back into seed
Bombardments fall from Heaven's door
That Man will rise again no more

The Hand of God has pushed us down
To toil and suffer on the ground
We shall not rise again from here
Patrolling angels reap the near

The actors crowd the final stage
The entire cosmos now enraged
Men of Old lead the attack
As Terran embers fade to black

And now we understand why no word from the stars
Contained from the start - No savior here
Our species takes a shallow breath
For the wages of sin is death

We have encountered a truth to behold
But so many refuse to believe
The viral inception of Man will be stopped
Space is the form and the quarantine of God

(And worlds without number have I created
But only an account of this earth
And the inhabitants thereof, give I unto you...)
Visions of Moses