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Icy Skies Falling
02:47
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I see skies falling
I see skies falling
The sky is falling
I see skies falling
I see skies falling
The sky is falling
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Glow
04:23
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Fire in the troposphere
Brighter than the sun
Tickling in your ear
A sucking in your lung
Look at the beautiful glow
Glow on the horizon
Beauty to melt our flesh
Beauty that burns our eyes
Everyone you love
Everything you know
Burning in the firestorm
In the afterglow
Look at the beautiful glow
Glow on the horizon
Beauty to melt our flesh
Beauty that burns our eyes
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Ashes
04:10
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The burning in your eyes
Is billions of lives
Raining down in a cloud
Like insecticide
The sun in the sky
Is a bloody eye
Silent witness to the fall
The end of our time
Ashes filling our lungs
Crystallize
Ashes choking our guns
No one left to fight
Ashes filling our lungs
Crystallize
Ashes choking our guns
No one left to fight
The bodies, getting thinner
Stomach bloating, deadly winter
Charred trees, hollow eyes
Skeletal faces, last trace of the human race
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Magpie
03:29
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Black wings will never fly
Laughing song will not sing again
I suck the bones, now nothing's left
I'm stuck in this hole until my death
I'll see you eat crow first
I'll see you eat crow first
I'll see you eat crow first
I'll see you eat crow first
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Dustmen
04:57
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Their ships light up the sky
The Dustmen smell death
Of a smoking ruin called Earth
This is where they land
Dustmen are coming
Raking through the debris of us
Another world is dead
Dustmen are coming
Salvaging what's left
Silently gliding over the wreckage
Dressed in grey rags
Unseen eyes beneath their hoods
Scanning the wasted sand
Dustmen are coming
Picking up the bones in the rubbish
Another civilization's trash
Dustmen are coming
They must do but they don't love it
The humans pissed on all they had
Dustmen are going
Quiet army of inhuman mummies
Catalog the specimen
Dustmen are going
They're done but they don't love it
The humans pissed on all they had
Picking up the shattered pieces
Put them in their bags
Morbid collectors of our artifacts
All that's left now is ash
Ash
Ash
Ash
Ash
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Dead Lights
05:29
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This is the end
The end of life
Can you see the lights?
No, I can't see
For I have no eyes
And I can't scream, the air is rarified
The gossamer dream that I had a life
It cannot be, for I'm just a light
Dead lights
Dead lights
All of our lights
Wander the Earth
A last dance for planet Dirt
An unending dream we cannot wake from
Dead lights
Dead lights
Dead lights
Dead lights
These are the lights of the dead
There is no life for the damned
Wake up!
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