An End To All Our Problems - Air Traffic

Follow me out beyond the furthest galaxy

In a world just slipping from the grip of seventeen

Sick with greed and engulfed by an obsessive running

They made a choice to sterilize the universe

Focusing intelligence incomprehensible

And driven on by a fever becoming more insatiable

Let’s pull the trigger

Let’s pull the trigger

Go on

And put an end, end to all our problems