The Contortionist - Advent Тексты

Escape

Calculating all viable routes
This terrestrial rock will be consumed
Deafening static is haunting me, the blackness is beckoning
Countless samples of our world will be jettisoned into every direction that we have known of

Our satellites have painted the sky with their ionic glass brushes
The cryotubes will store our youth

Desperation has set in and all we can do is run

Feeling so alone, we set out to find other life
The transport will be outfitted for a journey spanning future generations
Now the inaugural exchange is done, we cannot see past the solar shroud

Escape

Calculating all viable routes
This terrestrial rock will be consumed
Deafening static is haunting me, the blackness is beckoning
Countless samples of our world will be jettisoned into every direction that we have known of

Our satellites have painted the sky with their ionic glass brushes
The cryotubes will store our youth

Desperation has set in and all we can do is run

Feeling so alone, we set out to find other life
The transport will be outfitted for a journey spanning future generations
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