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Are we alone and stranded here?
There seems to be no other life; present or past
The provisions we brought are limited
And now we don't know how long they'll last

Sing a song of desolation
Hear your echo return to you
Death dwells within desolation
Where apathy triumphs all you knew

So desperate
So desolate

We sent out scouts in all directions
But all return empty-handed, hungry and cold
How could it ever end this way?
The fear of dying young has replaced the fear of growing old

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