I've met the cosmic creator
I've seen all plans for this world
Passing time watching all the galaxies
Shifting over each others axis

Can you imagine the immaculate deception
Gods of flesh and blood
Not descending from the heavens
But hiding in the moon

Messing around with building blocks
Of human life to be formed
What is seen as the summit of creation
Is merely a mistake
Lurking from their mass concentrations
Millennia to come
Descending in their moonlit beams
Just to make some adjustments
To his earthly plague

The summit of creation is merely a mistake

Messing around with building blocks
Of human life to be formed
What is seen as the summit of creation
Is merely a mistake

The Nephilim where the first mistake
Yet they pushed on through
As they took away all their senses
The cosmic ones and man is formed

Shaping life to its desires.