To Dismantle the Architect (The Meeting) Lyrics

A fatal flaw in omniscient design.
No grasp of what stands before me yet I know him like a son.
This is perfection at its best.
His eyes know no fear and the ultimate truth.
A god of war who does not know his purpose.
A god of war.
A vessel for death.
Bred to end the bloodshed.
Not bred to be the apocalypse.
This p*** from the king of procreation was meant to wipe the board.
The last stand from the mightiest of nations has began to self-destruct.
His presence is overwhelming.
As much as I have feared this day.
I have longed for it to come.
We must tell him of the fate we desired, And help to make it end.
An act of regicide.