It feels like a kick in the face
Lying in the beds we’re supposed to have made
See…
So I’m feeding my doubt
And I’ve figured it out
That the “we” aren’t the ones that count

After everything is lost to me
After everyone I know’s deceased
After all the days are done for me
After bringing on the entropy

Dead visions all in gray
Dine on ashes that we’ve made
Blind to every yesterday
Till the pieces fall away

It feels like a hole in my head
Witness to the proles, when their reason has fled
And they…
Put a crack in the earth
And a hole in the dirt
And the blood that was black as it bleeds is red

After everything is lost to me
After everyone I know’s deceased
After all the days are done for me
After bringing on the entropy

Dead visions all in gray
Dine on ashes that we’ve made
Blind to every yesterday
Till the pieces fall away

Gone! Gone! Gone!
And the blood that was black as it bleeds is red

After everything is lost to me
After everyone I know’s deceased
After all the days are done for me
After welcoming the entropy

Dead visions all in gray
Dine on ashes that we’ve made
Blind to every yesterday
Till the pieces fall away

Dead visions all in gray
Dine on ashes that we’ve made
Blind to every yesterday

Till the pieces fall away