Surrounded by a faceless crowd
an operational decline, system closure
abandoned aerials all around

scrambling pictures crackling sounds, failing senses
communication cutting out
the airwaves must be breaking down

intercepted, call disrupted

dissection starts with just a cut

another specimen prepared
for incision
the surgeon brandishes the knife

he whispers this won't hurt a bit
maybe a little, it's just procedure


first step through the door
and I've been here once before
back then in control

held tight in my hands
and I threw it all away
to glimpse the other side

eyes sunk in my head
hesitation will be death
push back kick it out


bring down the satellite