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The gentle crackle of the oncoming flames at my door
Are sprinkled over with ash
The hopes I had that we could earn back our lives from before
Have been dashed apart
By psychopaths and sycophants now
My post-apocalyptic photos didn't need a color-grade
The sky's been glowing orange since yesterday
Because it seems

The end of times
Are here
To set aflame all that we hold dear
And I think the time
Is now
For a mass exodus underground

The experts recommend you dig a shallow grave in the dirt
If you are too close to run
Just drape a cloth across your face to help you keep breathing air
Sounds like some kind of fucking nightmare
That I used to have when
I'd wake up screaming and I thought that I was buried alive
But now I welcome the dark and the dirt

'Cause the end of times
Are here
To set aflame all that we hold dear
And I think the time
Is now
For a mass exodus underground

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the artist formerly known, and also currently known, as soviet spacedog.

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