The Date Is Here

Himsa

Daunting colossus eve 
 The door opens, expiration 
 Hand fed cyclical rotation 
 Package pretty invitation 
 Appease the retched spiral nation 
 Glass reflecting 
 Image pending What does this mean 
 Hallowed be they name 
 Spell this out for the lights 
 Blinding me the same thing you love Kills you 
 Now we are all one 
 One in the same Hole, we fell
 For the home coming 
 Now we look at ourselves 
 Look at our ways 
 Look at our waste 
 And count down the days 
 Left to die in our shells 
 We`re gutted and cleaned 
 Our hair is just perfect DNA in our cells 
 The blood in our veins is real Inhumane 
 Slaves to ourselves 
 The image we made Of God 
 We gave it all power 
 To make us repent 
 On our knees 
 All bets and all theories are off 
 No repreive 
 No double 
 No nothing 
 Nothing left 
 And nothing less
 Then all we`ve been 
 Stripped for all we`re worth
 Gambled on a pale horse 
 And we lost 
 Our image of God is a dead one 
 This can`t be happening 
 Right now the date is here 
 We are not ready 
 When the stars begin to turn red 
 We`ll run and hide