Adoration of the Kings - A.R.G.

The old esthetic customs wiped away

As the wind scatters the clouds

The new generation is born to stay

To annihilate, to waste, to die

Nobody to rely your deepest reliance

The kings of centuries old and proud

They have to yield from the way of the force

That tortures the resources out of reach

Fighting against insidious things

Infiltrating into innocent circles

Breaking the peaceful alliance

Killing the laugh and song of the birds

So we face the truth of the situation

We’ve entered the last womb of death

The worst kind of mistake is taking place

We didn’t listen the voice of the truth

Everything must die someday, they say

But the immortal won’t have to fade away

Do they understand the dimension

Do they see the gates of life behind

Or straight ahead

There was the adoration of the kings

They bowed to the king of a man

Now these kings are not in sight

But they’re still there watching you

Now these humans created threats

Causing a new adoration of the kings

Magnificent powers which used to master

Are now humilated and knelt down to dust

Equipment innovating the system

Mental values falling in the sand

Making profit is the object of today

Machines suffocating the cry of agony

The wings crying for twinkling light

Mountains dissolving into liquid

This is the adoration of the kings

This is for the last

Obstruction to chain the nature

No forgiveness, no pity to cast the balance