No people no trucks no cars
no movies no TV stars
Humanity is erased
Black forest left in its place

No burgers no sports no jokes
civlization was a hoax
Fire, smoke rain ash and death
Black forest the afterbreath

No churches no garbage cans
no pun

Death train slogging through the dusty land
pale blue water and growing sand
no passengers no engineer
no destination, far or near

Coals are burning heating up the tank
pistons churning and the wheels they clank
pressure building, throttle open wide
death train roll

Eva Braun you are the one
Whose beauty lives
When you are gone
You lived a lie

You looked away
You saw blue sky
When sky was grey

I wish I could turn back the time
And show you things you could not find
We'd take a walk beneath the stars
We'd laugh and

I am your experiment
I'm the best equivalent
alienate to personalize
take a look into my eyes

One-way mirror on the wall
who's the lonliest of all?
Disconnection in? concrete
reality testing is complete

I am your experiment
I'm the best equivalent
alie

In the dark ages, medieval times
In the first stages of the last decline

In the ancient city, AD 79
frozen in ash; smothered in time

In the fertile crescent reading cuneiform
Past and present in my uniform

With no free breath
I crouch and stare
a dead machine
to take me there
the worst of prisons
in barren stone
the saddest depths
I work alone

A burning lamp
to give me light
It's poison gas
to aid my plight
A pick and hammer
are my only tools

Like notches carved in bones
Like pictographic stones
In fragments and on cliffs
I read your hieroglyphs

Black tablet and gold seal
My future you reveal
Inscriptions left in tunes
In alleys and in ruins

Like notches carved in bones
Like pictographic stones

Dissapointing days in a hot white haze
nothing good ever...stays
fault line lost in continental drift
absolute zero-no negative shift
...no negative shift

incoherence and empty sense
I'm living in the future tense
Fault lines lost in continental drift
absolute z

Shaking, cracking
Water leaking
Lights are flashing
Voice screaming

Thinking, sinking
Pressure building
Lost propulsion
Cabin's filling

One by wonder
Silence creeping
Cold in darkness
Endless sleeping