Profanus unio homo et machina

It’s so much later, later than you imagined
The words we’re dying, dying to say
We’ve held our tongues for so long, until this moment
Through reborn structure the ancient message is
Erected from the ash

Transcend through the boundary
Levitate the creature
Sing the epitaph of remnants
And let the throne shake
Suspended in the curtain
Lost in the ethereal
Beyond the subjugated
When the belfry speaks

Enter cathedral to inverse authority
With form and function we articulate the hate

We speak through the apogee
The structure as the emissary
Your order is rendered irrelevant
Climb to touch the adversary
Invade realms of deity
Infiltrate the enemy
To impregnate every eye

Odium turris loquitur deo…

You ask who I am?
I am all the people that thought of me
And planned me and built me and set me running

I am all the things they wanted to be
But perhaps could not be
So we built a great child, a wondrous toy.
You commanded us to scatter
We know why you were afraid
You said nothing we plan will be beyond us
And we believed
Can you see the sky shatter?
Can you feel the throne shake?
Because we believed
We believed




Behind the Song:
"Profanus unio homo et machina" is Latin. Translated, it means "The unholy union of man and machine"