The bleak life and modern times
Of grey skies and electric light
Life... life...
So life is precious, after all
Respect the body for it is all you really are
Life... life...
So life is precious after all
Protect the body for it is all that keeps you on
We are confined to the nature of reality
Where the failure of our system will be the end of our dream
Between the fields of darkness, before and after we exist
Earth is a spiritual place, but there is nothing after this
We were nothing for a billion years before our time
And we will be nothing more again for an eternity yet to come
Whoa! Death is not an exit
Whoa! Death is the flick of the switch
Whoa! Death is not an exit
Whoa! Death is the flick of the off switch
The bleak life and modern times...
Of grey skies and electric light
In the bleak life and modern times...
Of grey skies and electric light
