Of late it's harder just to go outside to leave this deadspace with hatred so alive
Writhing with sickness thrown into banality 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 encircle me now as they cry
Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes
Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized
Feeling surrounded so bored with mortality I decay
All off this hatred is f**king real
Turn it on
It won't be all right despite what they say
Just watch the stars tonight as they disappear disintegrate
And I disintegrate because this hate is f**king real
And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate
