Songs in the Key of Terra

And I'll sit in my room,

Pretend it's not the end of days,

But I've lost all my faith,

with no gods to whom I can pray,

because in the end,

it's Mankind's own way,

Marching down to extinction,

at the end of the day,

And here we'll sing,

in the ruins of it all,

Glad at least for the company,

during the final curtain call,

As long as we have each other's little community,

I'm sure we'll find some lasting peace,

wait and see.

And here we'll sit,

spiraling down to the ground,

smiling at each other,

feeling in no way profound,

dark may creep into our eyes in the end,

but death is better when you're with a friend.