The city spreads across the Horizon, burns the darkness away. Head and taillights, the burn of the sky rise, it's a blaze that cannot be stopped. The city spreads across the Horizon, burns the darkness away. Head and taillights, the burn of the sky rise, it's a blaze that turns night to day. A flame of light and waste rise through the twilight and past the graves of man until it meets its match: Another sprawling mass of millions, crawling in the decay of life buried under the remains of society. The clouds can't hide us from God any longer and the heavens shake at the sight of this new Babylon that is our fall, that is our home. Now say your prayers to the Goddess of steel; she drains our lives away with a sweep of her ashen hands. Now say your prayers to the God of concrete; he drains our lives away with a sweep of his ashen hands.