Reign (Anthropocene)

The downfall of mankind, the downfall of our reign This story goes by far, the stars and way beyond Rain down on me, rain down on me Rain down on me, rain down on me The price to be free, a mindful release Feed your souls to the pitchforks that scrambled your minds full of ease The media is dead, no longer to be seen You're free from their grip it's the freedom you wanted to receive A planet in despair, the point beyond repair Them cats dogs and sheep hens and cows getting ruled by the pigs Still sculling along, the corridors of creed They probably stick around with their necks down the sand pits of greed Wonders that lie In the spectator's eye Pyramids, the wall and Taj Mahal The tombs of our gods, left outside to die Who dare pick the bones where the skeletons lie Pangea is out, Anthropocene has won One handshake away as we closing our final receipt The hand of the crown, beneath the southern cross The farmyard is falling, them cats are awaiting defeat Wonders that lie In the spectator's eye Hoover dam, the panama canal The great divide of what once was divine The mountains abide where the canopies rise The oceans of the earth, the surface of the sun A conclusion of our world, the point of no return Rain down on me, rain down on me Rain down on me, rain down on me Way past the great red spot, a dream that goes beyond Where planetaries lie, way further up above Rain down on me, rain down on me Rain down on me, rain down on Rain down on me, rain down on me Rain down on me, rain down on me