When the Bulbs Burn Out - Fit For An Autopsy

Feed the fire

Until it expires

Feed the fire

Until it expires

Callous enemies, abandon sanity

Villains of vanity, design a life so clearly unstable

Dead remnants left adrift.

Red rivers fill the rift

Poisonous pools emit an atmosphere just barely not fatal

Seven billion leeches

Squirming towards extinction

Tremendous fucking casualties

Of the human condition

Seven billion leeches

Squirming towards extinction

Tremendous fucking casualties

Of the human condition

All your material things mean nothing when the bulbs burn out

All your material dreams mean nothing when the bulbs burn out

All the oil and blood will seep back into the mud when the bulbs burn out

Will you see what you’ve done as it comes undone when the bulbs burn out

Feed the fire

Until it expires

Feed the fire

Until it expires