When you dial in that midnight climate
Set your clocks to two minutes till
Revenant sent for all of us on time
Dial tone ended on the dotted line
Mother spare us what's been done to you
Spot on grouping for a crowded room
Flood the valley's the children sing
A pox upon both chambers
No armada can replace the old guard and her habit forming tribute
No armada can replace the old guard and her comfort creature too
Prepare for boarders we need shelter beds
Let wither your attachments
The sun will set oceans will rise
Fall upon this twilight
The percentage rise
It's not far behind
The smell of ozone
The smell of empty
The smell of everyone
It's becoming clean