Ladies and Gentleman this is our swan song.nIt's our way of telling you we told you so.nAnd it feels so good to be right again.nWe brought forth our gods and flaunted them like gold plated children.nWatch as the sky makes it's way towards you.nYou can dodge the impact but the aftermath still finds you.nnThis is when death became like cocaine.nBreath in with your mouth closed.nDestruction is creation of a more distraught image.nThe suits and ties have recommenced everything back to zero.nnAs the skin peels back we will realize the beauty that we have destroyed.nThe outside will only seem as monstrous as the ideas that we have manifested.nThis is when death became like cocaine. Breath in with your mouth closed.nDestruction is creation of a more distraught image.nThe suits and ties have recommenced everything back to zero.nnWho would have thought that the cockroach would get the last laugh.nWho would have though that the saviour would never come back.nnDeath became like cocaine. Breath in with your mouth closed.nDestruction is creation of a more distraught image.nThe suits and ties have recommenced everything back to zero.