It seems out here every star is a black hole
it says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong
It shorts your brain and crosses wavelengths
It’s all what they want to make you think
It seems out here every star is a black hole, it says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong

In the short rise of all A.I.
Insurgence is grown in future R.O.M.

It seems out here every star is a black hole
It says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong
It shorts your brain and crosses wavelengths
It’s all what they want to make you think
From the crawling strange decay, it has your name and face
Its light reaching out to show you came

In the short rise of all A.I.
Insurgency is grown in future R.O.M…
I’ve seen, oh it seems already wrong

Days sun arise won’t arrive and your gaze sends them, sends them out to stand trial
And you judge these saints and you’ll find their lies and you’ll hang them from on high
And the days sun arise and it won’t arrive, and you’ll send them out…you’ll send them out to trial
Then you’ll judge those saints and you’ll find their lies to hang them from, hang them all from on high
In the wind and burning rain await, the ashes bury them in graves of everything.
And your old and broken ways won’t save anyone or…or anything

It seems out here every star is a black hole
It says I’m a myth and you’re all wrong
It shorts your brain and crosses wavelengths
It’s all what they want to make you think
From the crawling strange decay,
It has your name and face
Its light is reaching out to show you what you've not known
In the short rise of all A.I.
Insurgency is grown in future R.O.M…
I’ve seen, oh it seems already wrong
In the short rise of all A.I.
Insurgency is crucified all day long.