Temples of Our Gods - M83

Eons have passed since the ghosts in the sky breathed souls into simians birthing mankind Traces untrodden their faces forgotten whilst men are besotten, bewitched by their machines Once prey they crawled from their caves to reap All they could claim Now this apex predator shall inherit the planet Earth Revolution A new era of man is at hand Fusion of mind and machine (of mind and machine the perfect being) Evolution The singularity progress There are no gods but our flesh (no gods but our flesh, none can attest) Embedded within the brain An interface to fathomless realities Modern marvels combined with an ancient artifact Emerald effervescence sparked the digital sentience transcendence Implementation of a new kind, enter the human hive mind Revolution A new era of man is at hand Fusion of mind and machine (of mind and machine the perfect being) Evolution The singularity progress There are no gods but our flesh (no gods but our flesh, none can attest) Pushing the threshold of perception And the digital blindfold of untold deception AI enabled this streaming of consciousness Indistinguishable from Dreaming or Waking life No gods but our flesh Unlocking the AI phenomena Mankind devolves into automata Digitized augmented fantasy With rhapsody to dreams they flee Their minds free of reality Integrated into society, currency, and hive mind psychiatry Cybernetic life-force invasion Of unknown source it guides the course of Earth's future with without remorse

Darkness flees the rising sun The village lies ahead It will wake to a new day soon Soon they all be dead We came in cover of moonless night Fifty men at arms Now at first morning light The church bell sounds the alarm Sacrifice to Gods of old Bleed them of their lives Fresh blood on our swords Gods of War arise Sacrifice to Gods of old Bleed them of their lives Fresh blood on our swords Gods of War arise Hear the tortured screams Shattering the air They awake from soothing dreams Into their worst nightmare Fire sweeps their homes They feel the dragon's breath Consuming and destructive flames Agonizing death Some seek shelter in the church A refuge for those with faith But we know how to smoke them out A pyre will be raised But those who choose to stand and fight Will die with dignity For the unfortunate few who survive Waits a life in slavery The day draws to an end The night comes dark and cold We return to our ships With silver, slaves and gold We gave them agony As they fell and die The Gods have granted victory For our sacrifice The day draws to an end The night comes dark and cold We return to our ships With silver, slaves and gold We gave them agony As they fell and die The Gods have granted victory For our sacrifice