Time to kill
Kill the lights
All the time in the world

Take our fill
The fill of brightness all that's left in this world
Unconsciousness

This stillness of what's left is damaging
The brightness still filled our eyes
Outlasting repetition confines

Relieving hopelessness to find broken
Staring at the TV screen
Hurting, dealing with what we've just seen

We read on as our hearts grow colder
The weight of it all rests on our shoulders
Helpless

We stand alone
Helpless
As we grow cold

We'll fight alone
Helpless
To right the wrongs

We'll take our fill
The stillness of what's left is so hard to swallow
The bitterness inside outlasting relieving it's shallow

We're decomposing
Hopeless with the tide
But what's left in this unconsciousness