At
At the heart
At the heart of
At the heart of all damn beauty
At, at the heart
At the heart of all beauty
there lies something inhuman

Behold this place
You've been here before
You forgot where you belong
After all these years,
your weary head might need some time
So take my hand and prepare for a ride

Is it really true that you have
no idea of where the hell you are?
Do you really think I'm so dense,
not to see behind your avatar?
You are but a primate with a
bigger brain, so isn't it bizarre
that you still have ruined your own
species, though you've come so bloody far?

Human emotions are a gift from its animal ancestors,
cruelty is a gift humanity has given itself

Is there anything you can do,
save for betaking yourself to flight?
Are you downright going to scamper
until there's nothing left to blight?
Killing everything that is left
in your dying world, as best you might?
So the french guy was right

At the heart of all beauty
There lies something inhuman
In the dead of night,
you've lost your disguise
So wake up, it's a new day
And the flowers are blooming
As at last, the dreary scales
are falling from your eyes

Yes. You see, little human... now is your chance to recap all of the glorious deeds your species has done. We just felt like showing at least one of you pismires what you have done to this world and why, therefore, your extinction had to be scheduled a bit earlier. So then, ready when you are.

(You've been acting like a virus since your species came to life)
You've turned non compos mentis with a tad of overdrive
(We have never seen a genus go bananas so apace)
It was never hard to find you for you always left a trace

(What's crackin', everybody?)
Blow me down, it's Richie the treehopper! What are you doing here?
(Bruh... since I heard you're even making this a song, I thought me and my friends could join in for some of that sweet cicada magic. So... mind if we f*ck the shit up?)
Oh, it would be my pleasure. Let's go.

You've fought your wars (boom ba-dap!)
All around the globe (even in Georgia!)
You've spread your waste (all into the ocean!)
And awful taste (is that what you call architecture?!)
But now they're gone (yay, no more traffic!)
And you are a widow (slash widower)
So open your eyes (look at dem skies, boi)
And you will realize

At
At the heart
At the heart of
At the heart of all damn beauty
At, at the heart
At the heart of all beauty
there lies something inhuman

Now that the world is purged from its parasites,
Let the pus of vengeance heal its cavernous wounds
At last, it can begin to forget this aeon of exploitation
As the bald apes are gone once and for all

(Hewwo?)
...Everly. Did Rich bring you here?
(Nyaes.)
Oh God. Please, could you go? This is the worst possible moment...
(OwO? Wats dis? Big fat chonky breakdown?)
NO, for the last f*cking time Ev, don't ruin the most epic parts of my songs, okay?!
(But the gwitches awe so tasty!)
Am I speaking chinese? Just back the f*ck up!
(Sowwy daddy...)
And stop calling me that! God... You know what? Alright, breakdown's yours! Just scream something!
(GIVE ME MY CHONKY WONKS
BLEGH)

At the heart of all beauty
There lies something inhuman
In the dead of night,
you've lost your disguise
So wake up, it's a new day
And the flowers are blooming
As at last, the dreary scales
are falling from your eyes

You know what, guys?
(What?)
I don't give a f*ck anymore. Like... really.
(Seth?)
I... it's... nothing matters. Nobody's here for a reason.
(Is... erm...)
Let's just have a time.
(Man... are you okay?)
I'm gonna freakout
(Oh shit...)