Текст песни
A survey has been conducted. a roll call has been made
The results are conclusive. and absolute
You say there must be someone in the bleachers, in the stands
A witness to the moment, with a camera in their hands
You think a single soul upon this or on foreign lands
Could tell the tale, could meet the mark, could meet the high demands
I've scanned the manifest, i've checked the ledger twice
I've sent out search parties, i've taken sound advice
The database returns a field of black and white and ice
A perfect, pristine absence, at a very costly price
So let this be the final entry, let the record show
Not a soul
Nobody not a one
(Nadie)
The registry of persons is completely undone
Not a soul
Nessuno, niemand, and a 誰もいない
From the highest throne down to the last unnumbered son
You claim there is a person who will volunteer, who'll speak
Who'll raise a hand and say the words, who'll turn the other cheek
But in the grand assembly, it's a silence, so to speak
A vacancy that echoes through the hallway, meek and weak
It's a null set, a zero count
A dry fountain, a empty mount
A loudly and profoundly without
So close the book of faces, and let the world find out
Not a soul
Nobody not a one
(Nobody not a one)
The census taker's form is blank beneath the sun
Not a soul
Nessuno, niemand, and a 誰もいない
From the highest throne down to the last unnumbered son
Listen to the space between the stars
This is not a loss. it is a completion
The final form of a quiet deletion
It's a ghost choir
A cold fire
A fulfillment of the universal no desire
It's the answer before the question
The empty suggestion
A perfect peaceful universal non-attendance y'all
Not a soul
Nobody not a single living being
From the first dawn's breeze to the last moment of seeing