The Sphere

Encompassing all, both the great and the small The bringer of horror prevails With Cheshire cat grin it's reign soon begins The last ship already set sail Burning, burning friction set up the position Let none interfere with it's mission The Sphere is a PSYOP to harvest your soul It's coming, it's coming, prepare to let go And when you least expect it You lose your grip and it's never the same again You know your heart demands it You know that feeling when something's not right You've had enough, you can't stand it Don't ever let them take you without a fight The Sphere is coming, fall down to your knees The Sphere is burning ten thousand degrees Regurgitating the snake as they fall The singer of dirges takes stage It's term now begins, so welcome the end The bastards shall have their own way Turning, turning stitches, your death within inches The reaper has you in his clenches The Sphere is a glint in the eye of death Say goodbye to your loved ones and take your last breath Take your last breath The Sphere is coming fall down to your knees The Sphere is burning ten thousand degrees The Sphere is coming fall down to your knees The Sphere is burning ten thousand degrees The Sphere is coming The Sphere is coming