We're Fucked - Direct Hit!

These eyes shed their pupils when they glimpsed abyss

But now this brain can’t shed the thought

Of floating aimlessly alone in this space

So we came back so you could come with us

Why the resistance?

It’s useless to run

It’s only a matter of time — We’ll catch up

And drag everyone through a hole in the fabric

Of space-time.

It’s easy for us, automatic

God sent us back.

We were wrong —

Turns out suicide was a long

Route for returning to earth

Now the bombs mean we’re going to hell, best stay strong

At least you’ll have us, your new pals and buds

To comfort you as you go down through the muck

Cause where we’ll end up ain’t no light, ain’t no sound

Ain’t no good times — You get it?

We’re fucked!

We’ll pluck out your eyes so they won’t see the end

We’ll box out your ears so they can’t hear the end

We’ll tear out your tongue so it won’t taste the air

And fill up your lungs so the vacuum won’t torture them

God sent us back.

We were wrong —

Turns out suicide was a long

Route for returning to earth

Now the bombs mean we’re going to hell, best stay strong