A Dying World - Obituary

As the real threat of dying worlds fall

Hold the deadly force you’ve got

Incoherently extinction levels rise

An existential threat of lose

A dying world

End all

An absolute, cold and constant threat of fear

Stabbing needles in my spine

I’ll set my sites, set allegiance to this world

I’ll set my sites unto

A dying world

End all

A dying world

End all

An absolute, cold and constant threat of fear

Stabbing needles in my spine

End all

A dying world

End all

A dying world

End all