Lyric Last transmission

cannot ease the fever flaming in your eyfs
can t close out the frequence lusting for the lie
when your depression slowly leaves
the world around you starts to burn
won t feel it coming
won t feel anything at all

last transmission

way down in seclusion - the icon of your fear
let your eyes believe you see it all so clear
desperation is the only thing you couldn t live without
can you hear them screaming?
no, can t hear anything at all