In endless struggle always stumbling
Into the next disaster
We live out worthless lives
Engines – out of fuel – are rotting
Not bringing us forth
As we exploit the last parts of our home

The machinists have resigned
Whilst admirals were fighting
Suddenly gravity
Pulls us down into an uncertain end
As the scientist gives up

As our ship is falling
Into the atmosphere
I'm longing for revenge
I've heard the war guns firing
Into the atmosphere
But I'm falling with myself

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