Black Soundless Sugar Lyrics

Some still swear to hear the infrasonic disturbance

The rattle of the seismic waves

Centuries old yet driven firmly

Into subconscious minds of the new offspring

What is

Is what should be

What is

Is what must be

What is

Is what will be

Handmade suns conjured out of thin air

Gases devouring flesh and crippling minds

Mutations lasting for centuries

The face of the landscape reshaped

For millennia to come

Autonomous unmanned aircraft

Scorching the corpse of the city

Decades after the last man had been seen

In the forgotten works

Let the utter silence of the charred souls

Be forever sealed

In the black soundless sugar