Bonzie Fading Out
Unfolding sequence
Competing for the final slide
No needle blackout infrared
Fading out... [x4]
I'm in the right room
But you look nothing like yourself
No commutation to dispel
Fading out... [x4]
Oh they would pick up where they had left
I want it all to come and start again
Imposing offense
Made to uproot what cannot grow
I must make up what I dispose
Fading out... [x4]
Oh they would pick up where they had left
I want it all to come and start again
Burning memory pull at me
Crater land you place before me
One by one singe the sandglass
Searing into now
