Ten Billion Years - The Faceless

I am the alpha

I am the omega

As I will it, so it shall be Rise to your feet

Stake your claim here and now

A servent to no wraith

To no master

I will serve only my will

And I shall create

Wielding chaos

Harnessing the power to rule my dominion

I commit the obligation unto me The random chance of consciousness

A path forged in ten billion years

Bestoweth the fruits of triumph unto me The random chance of consciousness

A path forged in ten billion years

Giving way to acceleration

Sculpt of monument of the now

A servent to no wraith

To no master

I will serve only my will

At my table there’s no place for your rituals of grace

I will drink to myself for I know there’s nothing else

Words of faith reflect your fear

Thinly veiled but far too clear

And if my truth shatters yours than be baptized in its flame

Sculpt a monument of the now

The random chance of consciousness

A path forged in ten billion years

Giving way to acceleration

And in turn breeds new creation