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Fit For An Autopsy – When The Bulbs Burn Out lyrics
Every week we're seeing new and undeniable climate events. Evidence that accelerated climate change is here right now
Droughts are intensifying. Our oceans are acidifying. Methane levels rising up in the ocean floor
We are seeing extreme weather events. The west Antarctic ice shifts melting at unprecedented rate. Decades ahead of scientific projections
None of this is rhetoric, and none of it is hysteria. It is fact. And solving this is not a question of politics. It is a question of our own survival
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
All your material things mean nothing when 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
Droughts are intensifying. Our oceans are acidifying. Methane levels rising up in the ocean floor
We are seeing extreme weather events. The west Antarctic ice shifts melting at unprecedented rate. Decades ahead of scientific projections
None of this is rhetoric, and none of it is hysteria. It is fact. And solving this is not a question of politics. It is a question of our own survival
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
All your material things mean nothing when 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
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