Traces of Supremacy Lorna Shore

They’ve come and they’ve gone, leaving traces of supremacy
And alarming signs of technology
A raped earth, a desecrated grave site
Former races left, learning nothing from their corpses

This galaxy is plagued by an unsettling darkness
The existence of our humanity composed by puppetry from the sky
The human race dwindles, weaving in and out of tribulation
Wasted space and wasted potential

If anything exists, what the fuck would they want to learn or share knowledge with us?
We are a living breathing joke to all forms of life

Beams of light split the clouds, revealing a frightening sight
Foreign aircraft fill the sky, denying view of the heavens
Millions of heart cease at the sight of their inevitable demise

Squirm
Before the throne of thine creators
Pathetic worms, the time of your kind is way past due
What's yours is ours, we've come to earth to consume
Consume

Do the earth a favor and bring cleansing fire to this land
Leave none standing
Eradicate and extinguish us all
I call upon your excellence, destroy us all