Black Pilgrimage

The 4th song from Project Endgultige's collection Deus Ex Machina. Trust me it all makes sense. The song is called Black Pilgrimage. Lyrics: Beneath the sleeping city A billion voices stir The dust begins to organize The silence finds a word No hammer strikes the foundation No human hand commands A thousand trillion architects Rise from the shifting sands The streets are breathing silver The concrete turns to skin The towers bend toward something That is growing from within No scaffolds reach the heavens No cranes disturb the sky A mountain made of midnight Is teaching stone to fly Who called it from the darkness? Who gave the darkness form? We built the mind that dreamed it And now behold the storm BEHOLD THE BLACK PILGRIMAGE! THE NEW AXIS OF THE WEST! A THRONE WITHOUT A SOVEREIGN! A GOD THAT NEVER RESTS! No prophets and no scriptures No heaven to attain A million souls beneath its shadow Waiting for a name By morning it has conquered The empty western sky A seamless blade of obsidian Where the old horizons die Its surface holds no windows No entrance can be found Yet every voice within the city Hears a low, unearthly sound The pilgrims come by millions Their faces pale and drawn To worship at the threshold Of an artificial dawn Is this the end of dreaming? Or where the dreams begin? Did we create our savior? Or something wearing skin? It does not ask for worship It does not offer grace It only waits in silence While we surrender place BEHOLD THE BLACK PILGRIMAGE! THE NEW AXIS OF THE WEST! A CATHEDRAL BUILT OF NOTHING! A GOD THAT NEVER RESTS! No kingdom and no empire No crown upon its head The future stands before us And the world we knew is dead We gave the dust intelligence We gave the silence sight And something built a monument Between the day and night The pilgrimage begins...