Shapes still melt into the smoke
Looking down at scattered bones
I used to keep a slender hope
'Till they spread above the stone
'Till they spread above the stone

I pulled the trigger by mistake
Floundering at the aftermath
Slowly recognize the scale
We will be ephemeral
We will be ephemeral

Fact isn't what you see
Not anymore what it used to be
Fact isn't what you see
No anymore what it used to be

Fact isn't what you see
Not what it used to be
I'm flowing with black water
Two hours of surging sea
Two hours of surging sea