Oh, this death, moment by moment. Darker and darker, down and down. I feel your cold breath, I feel your cold breath. Oh, this death, moment by moment.
We come from a blue planet light-years away. Where everything multiplies at an amazing rate. We're out here in the universe buying real estate. Hope we haven't gotten here too late.
Primitives dress in feathers and masks. To scare away their enemies. The frightening thing is not dying. The frightening thing is not living. Scientists guess which is worse we will ask.
There's a fine line between love and hate. That we erased. That we erased. What started as a mask became a face. The pain untraced. The pain untraced.