These eyes shed their pupils when they glimpsed abyss, but now this brain can't shed the thought of floating aimlessly alone in this space / So we came back so you could come with us / Why the resistance? / It's useless to run / It's only a matter of time - We'll catch up and drag everyone through a hole in the fabric of space-time / It's easy for us, automatic
God sent us back / We were wrong - Turns out suicide was a long route for returning to earth / Now the bombs mean we're going to hell, best stay strong / At least you’ll have us, your new pals and buds, to comfort you as we go down through the muck / Cause where we’ll end up ain’t no light, ain’t no sound, ain’t no good times – You get it? We’re fucked
We'll pluck out your eyes so they won't see the end / We'll box out your ears so they can't hear the end / We'll tear out your tongue so it won't taste the air / And fill up your lungs so the vacuum won't torture them