[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jimmy Boyce/John Cannon/Howie Cohen/Zach West/Garret Yaeger
[00:43.427]I hear the patterns within the static
[00:49.727]Won't make a difference, not with the haptics
[00:56.068]So is it finally time to come to terms
[01:02.499]With these nightly warning visitors?
[01:14.177]But how do we know
[01:18.335]This should be the end?
[01:21.568]Won't we stand again
[01:26.880]Or let it all go?
[01:31.103]Burn the bridges and leave behind the dead
[01:43.213]And allow for new life to begin
[02:15.858]Governed by fossils, transistors and paper
[02:22.093]No mercy upon us, too late to do better
[02:28.826]So is it time to finally come to terms
[02:35.346]With the final words from our messengers?
[02:46.910]But how do we know
[02:51.187]This should be the end?
[02:54.313]Won't we stand again
[02:59.677]Or let it all go?
[03:03.911]Burn the bridges and leave behind the dead
[03:16.064]And allow for new blood to bleed in
[04:01.767]We haven't slept for weeks or are we dreaming
[04:08.138]I can touch the sun, you can taste the sea air
[04:14.721]Down on our knees, sights set on nowhere
[04:20.895]Their sights set on high heads
[04:22.970]Our heads are bent
[04:50.135]They've lied through their teeth since the day we were born
[04:53.312]They knew how this would end with our graves on the shore
[04:56.402]While the avian creatures they fall from the sky
[04:59.724]In the distance the unmanned machines all collide
[05:02.756]With their engines on fire and their batteries burned
[05:05.870]It's our funeral pyre, that's just what we deserve
[05:09.221]If you're fearful, then bury your head in the sand
[05:12.487]If you trust me, then look up and give me your hand