We fell not because of hate
But because of sins
Through miles and miles of death we create
With the grinds of gears and metal fins

Like father, Like son
Humanity fell from which it stood
Addicted to victories and battles won
No man truly believed we ever could

Sweet nectar dripped from gun barrels soft
Sipping the fluid from our success
Our golden world we held aloft
Despite the weak we dared oppress

Like fools we cut our very wings
Like caged animals we broke others bones
For when the father's evil sins do sing
The son shall fall and always atones

We were stubborn from the very start
Inventing new ways to **** our foes
But friend from foe we could not tell apart
And solemn notes did play our woes

And here we fall, with deafening cry,
On hands and knees, shall man cower and die