Cynic's Cough - Blue Sky Black Death

Do you recall where you were?

Do you recall how it was that you first heard?

Here, here to global innovation

Disbelief, a cynic’s cough

We, the pundits of these united scoffs

Here, here to boyish fascination

At birth separated

Don’t be polite, you’re my reflection

This is our victory song

Watch us prove all the non-believers wrong

Here, here to science’s salvation

This is our last request

The writing on the walls is self-addressed

Here, here to desperate preservation