Of late
Its harder just to go outside,to leave this deadspace
With hatred
So alive
Writhing with sickness
Thrown into reality
I decay
Killed by the weakness
But forced to return
Turn it off
I watch the stars as they fall from the sky
I held a fallen star
And it wept for me dying
I feel the fallen stars encircling me now
As the cry
Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes
Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized
Fleeing surrounded
So bored with mortality
I decay
All of this hatred is
fücking real
Turn it on,yeah...
It wont be alright
Despite what they say
Just watch the stars tonight as they
As they disappear
Disintegrate
And I disintegrate
Cause this hate is fücking real
And I hope to shade the world as stars go out
And I disintegrate...
