Overlord (feat. Neon Oracle)

Overlord!

Intercepted from the men in high towers

Man the warships, consolidate power

So many lines drawn in blood, signed in cursive

So many gods but the one they worship

Is atavism

Overlord

Sunk so low

Where to turn?

Where to go?

Press on to the sound of sirens

Or turn back to those tired of tyrants

It's crystal clear that you screwed this hubris up

A legacy of waste and winter mud

Soaked in innocent blood

Give it up

Never will there be enough to sate such a thirst

So breathe and let the ocean fill your lungs

Be one with the waves

So at last in time

Sandstone and brine

There may be some sedentary use for overlords