Subboreal

There's a faint longing for something that's long lost and gone That you remember from another life Another life, another time Something quaint, something neat, must have been quite a treat A shared conspiracy Something not around, no more Nothing lives, nothing breathes in this mire of disease The deniers fled into the night Don't know what is wrong or right Something to be relived in psychedelic fever dreams And cherished memories Riddled by nostalgia, did you see? Did you see, did you see this closing in? Did you prepare yourself for the Unfathomable, for the day For the day when this train went completely off the rails And everything went up in flames And nothing here would ever be the same We've gotten used to the cues Waiting for the next batch of bad news Another bolt out of the blue We're waiting for the next batch of bad news We've gotten used to the simple fact All we hold dear is hanging by a thread And every haven that we fabricate Can only be an intermittent space We've gotten used to the simple fact All we hold dear is hanging by a thread And every haven that we fabricate Can only be an intermittent space We've gotten used to the simple fact All we hold dear is hanging by a thread And every haven that we fabricate Can only be an intermittent space We've gotten used to the cues Waiting for the next batch of bad news Another bolt out of the blue We're waiting for the next batch of bad news It's clear that you do have a strong tendency To fall for conspiracy theories Have you ever noticed the myths you believe They grow on the soil of your own inner fears? Brace yourself for the worst (Brace yourself for the worst) Now you're done You've built your castle All alone To live in it Now you're done You've built your castle All alone To rot in it