A mindless panic run your lungs, feel them burn no place is safe to hide above the ever still dead sky. A mindless panic run your lungs, feel them burn no place is safe to hide the only watcher the dead sky
Holed up in concrete traps we're blind, we're deaf and cracked no place is safe to hide above the ever still dead sky. Hardwired, no will, no choice no escaping from this life fighting this fucked up time-line our mirror: the dead sky.