How could it have come to this?
This is hell warned and preached of.
It was them they created this themselves,
And now
the ashes of skeptics fill the gray sickly air.
God No!
This is the Edge of Supremacy,
How could it have come to this?
On
the Edge of Supremacy,
The savage is king...
Barely dead in the petrified ooze,
Scavengers in a shimmering hell.
The world
has become a panoramic nightmare,
Succumbed to the pressure of its new way of life.
[Chorus]
Reduced to tears I stop to
pray.
Dust Devils shimmer and laugh as they glow.
They haunt the dead seared in incandescent tombs.
How could this be real? How
could it have come to this?
[Chorus]
God shed his grace on thee...
