The World Is No Longer A Beautiful Place And I'm Afraid To Die

Stolen light Big black poisonous cloud It rains in us darkness of a full collapse Slowly suffocating, off-gassing death much worse than what you burn Last vestige paved over A tar that's blacker than your blood Ain't it enough? At what point have you taken it all? To what end if the sun's going out? At what fucking point have you taken it all? Enough, enough, enough, you set it up to fail without a shred of doubt Torn into tatters, it's come undone, extractive systems stitch by stitch You made this place into a receptacle for your unprocessed grief, of a future you knew wouldn't come I'd rather not see the end.