Long Live Man - The Dali Thundering Concept

First breath, eyes open, it’s pitch black

I’m floating in a thick mass, body’s frozen, is this witchcraft?

I Gotta recap, think fast: I’m blind, lost and broken, feel weak,

trapped out of motion

Echoes break the silence, i’m alive and hoping

I’m not alone, other minds roam, I hear them speak, feel them in my bones

Hear them mutter, slithering whispers, thoughts crawl in my skull

Like a billion souls bound together, a blank ball of matter

Bathing numb, aging noun, just waiting

Paralyzed I’m just waiting for something more

Paper rips, Paper rips, Wood rots, Metal rusts

Paper rips, There will be light

And there was light

A White flash and it all goes immaculate, slowly dragged through bliss,

freed from oblivion, we stroll through these halls in the gut of the stallion.

We walk as one, we ride to the pantheon, Below the neons, beyond the fumes,

gears grind and mountains bloom.

Quantity is quality.

silver giants waltzing,

weaving the thread of us, Grey sisters crafting, birthing armies as the steel

cuts, for men we march

I see Tilled shores, concrete wonders, bright stores, a promise of grandeur

Difference is a plague, survival of the fittest, we’re all the same for we

swore to perfection.

Impotent must be slain, survival of the fittest,

mistakes are praised by evolution

Fuck

We’re fucking miracles

We’re Diped by the ankle in chemicals our rise is mythical

We’re fucking miracles

Impotent must be slain

Difference is a fucking plague

We’re born and bred to serve

Prosthetic sons of mighty man

Fresh out of the maidens womb, Shaped by the mother

We kneel to the crone, let her blade thunder

Slaughter the strange, the Noble must be praised

All heroes are made in China

I am the sword in the darkness

I am the watcher in the mall

I am the shield, I am the shield that protects the comfort of men

We are the swords in the darkness

We are the watchers in the mall

We are the shield, we are the shields that protect the comfort of men