Lyrics Heliopolis - Processor

Cities seem like cemeteries
Tomb stones on our trail
Cars and helicopters seam the way
Bones of a past that failed

No big bang, no massive explosions
No mushrooms clouds on the horizon
Just a slow avertable collapse
Shields are down
Now reigns the
Sun

Son of the USA
Unpeopled States of Astray
Son of the USA
Unpeopled States of Arrayed remains

Torment of the day
Sore of the sky
Consumed by fire
Ode to decay
Hybris in our minds
While world's withered on the vine
We initiated
Decades of decay

Look up to the skies and recognize demise
Desperate we cry
We are your thralls!
Who we once used to power our tools
Has now the power to
Incinerate us all

Solitude brands my mind like a scorch
This flaring ball in his vault

Mad milk of the morning
Soak skeletons in red
All what's left from my family and friends
I carried it in a bag

All dried up, white as the noon
All spread on the sand
Ready for prayer
The world's our grave
Autopsied by his rays

Son of the USA
Unpeopled States of Astray
Son of the USA
Unpeopled States of Arrayed remains

Torment of the day
Sore of the sky
Consumed by fire
Ode to decay
Carbon's what I breathe
No solace or relief
So I recite the
Ode to decay