Drifting through endless space
We’re extinct
Sunflowers trapped in shade, decaying
We’re tearing books apart
To make fires out of art
Come undone, scatter
Since there’s no sense in staying
Cause when the sunlight dies down
Into the darkness we drown
Our senses fading away
No hope of staying sane
People are warlike
Always ready to strike
Hold your breath
Don’t make a move, someone is after you
You’re on the battleground
Don’t you dare make a sound
Play dead
Say your prayer, lose yourself to despair
When the cogwheel stops turning
Cracked asphalt, oil burning
Our faces painted in fear
The end of time is here
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