Letra de XXXX (The First Thousand Years of Solitude)

And We returned to heaven to confront our resurrected horrors
They'd restlessly started a horrible revolt
So I smashed their thieving greedy blackened halos right back into broken zeros
Of digital hope, copper, and hurt
Say I won't
All your artists are just servants of the status quo
Say I won't
This darkness starves us, trademarks us miserable
Do your worst
Come damage me
Come damage me
Our impossible populous
Immeasurable metropolis
The machinery stays
And the scenery crumbles away as we capitalize on our opportunities
Come damage me
I descend into the cadence to unlock the city gates
I retreat to my basement
Make the end come for me
Come damage me