The bleak life and modern times Of grey skies and electric light
Life... life... So life is precious, after all Respect the body, for it is all you really are Life... life... So life is precious after all Protect the body, for it is all that keeps you on
We are confined to the nature of reality Where the failure of our system will be the end of our dream Between the fields of darkness, before and after we exist Earth is a spiritual place but there is nothing after this.
We were nothing for a billion years before our time And we will be nothing more again for an eternity yet to come
Whoa! Death is not an exit (death is the flick of the switch) Whoa! Death is not an exit (death is the flick of the off switch)
The bleak life and modern times... Of grey skies and electric light In the bleak life and modern times... Of grey skies and electric light