Monolith - The Vintage Caravan

Crimson veil covers the past

Looks like the seed’s been sown

Monolithic future becomes

Clearer by the second

Brick by brick, our new world arose

Consequences out of our control

The baroun emerges, all dressed in grey

With words of wisdom showing me the way

As we set foot on the moon

Bridges burned, history served

Our barren utopia

Distant, arid, underniably ours

Crimson veil covers the past

The seed was sown, it’s growing fast

A monolithic, lingering monument

A gruesome presence, forever omniscient

As we set foot on the moon

Bridges burned, history served

Our barren utopia

Distant, arid, underniably ours