Retrofuturismo

Chariots of waste

Levels of hate

Manufactured arms

Indigestible taste

Left without a trace

Looking past the tainted glass

You and I

We are interlaced

I feel your pain

I feel the weight

A premonition

I need the apparition

I feel the dwell

Of the death machine

Your apparition

In the face of death

Chariots of waste

Levels of hate

Manufactured arms

Indigestible taste

Left without a trace

Looking past the tainted glass

You and I

We are interlaced

The redemption

The resent

The wailing

Of this dystopian reign

Reading between the lines

The apathy in your eyes

The night comes as we feast

Turning into a wild beast

Howling like a wolf into the night

Your name is my sanctuary

Your arms are my afterlife

You feed me with your words

You read me as a book

You're an apparition

Just an apparition

I feel your pain

I feel the weight

A premonition

I need the apparition

I feel the dwell

Of the death machine

Your apparition

In the face of contempt

I am dead

You are death

I am death

You're an apparition

I am dead

You are death

You're an apparition

A voice inside my head