The world around us shakes in fear
Grimaces shine through a bland facade of cheer
Thought and conciousness lose all significance
No room for reason, no room for common sense
The sun shines on and it will after we're gone
Our road is bent, littered with signs of our descent
It seems our future has never been so bright
A world of science and everlasting light
Yet underneath darkness creeps through our dreams
How long untill our songs end in a frightful scream?
And then we'll go, no goodbyes, no last 'hellos'
Our road is bent, littered with signs of our descent into...