Time to kill Kill the lights All the time in the world Take our fill The fill of brightness all that's left in this world Unconsciousness This stillness of what's left is damaging The brightness still filled our eyes Outlasting repetition confines Relieving hopelessness to find broken Staring at the TV screen Hurting, dealing with what we've just seen We read on as our hearts grow colder The weight of it all rests on our shoulders Helpless We stand alone Helpless As we grow cold We'll fight alone Helpless To right the wrongs We'll take our fill The stillness of what's left is so hard to swallow The bitterness inside outlasting relieving it's shallow We're decomposing Hopeless with the tide But what's left in this unconsciousness