Oceans of Dust - Convulse

In every single breath of human history

There has been the need

To take total control, domination over what we see

We are the pestilence of creation

The weakest link in the chain

Unsatisfied with never ending greed

Fulfilled with our embryonic dreams… embryonic dreams

You and me should be the images of God

But what about God himself?

Is Satan a quitless angel either?

Gathering the legions of lost souls… lost souls

History repeats itself

With delayed echoes of damnation

We’ve been the lost generation

Since we came to existence

The craving for verity

Justifies the dark tyranny

The new arrivals born

To be drowned in rivers

Where love flows…

To the oceans of dust… love flows to hate…

To the oceans of dust

You and me should be the images of God

But what about God himself?

Is Satan a quitless angel either?

Gathering the legions of lost souls… lost souls

History repeats itself

With delayed echoes of damnation

We’ve been the lost generation

Since we came to existence

New arrivals born

To be drowned in rivers

Where love flows to hate

To the oceans of dust

To the oceans of dust

To the oceans of dust…