Foretell Omega (Anthemon)

In the rush of modern times, a new divinity Is whispering these words to us "Run, run to the light at the end of the tunnel Don't look back and forget the whole past" Our notion of time is getting sucked up by a black hole Second after second the modern world overwhelms us As if it was guided by a thread We are the marionettes of time It synchronises the acts and gestures Crystallises and breaks our memories In this psychological enslavement Our spiritual quest becomes sterile The light in the eyes of our guardian angel is dying Their colourless stare foretold nothing but Apocalypse In this rush towards the void Can you possibly have a new perspective? Will the revelation come to you Regenerate your brain? Lost in this maze of the soul The light of evil will come to you and guide you So now the equation of our existence is infinite The bodies are getting divided from the spirits The subtraction of the soul to zero Will condemn us to a total annihilation.