Текст песни Machinae Supremacy — A View From The End Of The World

I battle with these demons as I toss and turn at night
A bitter taste in my mouth, and then a blast of blinding light

I see it all laid to waste in a view from the end of the world
Five billion souls incinerated in the doom of the gods

600 years of progress lost because of you
Can I get reparations to make up for this abuse?
I want some flying cars, a ticket to the stars,
or even just a world without religious wars

But this bitch ain't stacked in my favor
We race towards the end of days
And while you pave way for your savior,
I fear the rationality of the faithfully insane

Still a credit to your ruse, what a beautiful excuse
to never open up your eyes and see the things you lose
Just climb the beanstalk when you die
and meet the giant in the sky