At The Drive-in - Proxima Centauri lyrics

T-minus ten seconds and counting Ten seconds to counting T-minus ten seconds and counting Ten seconds to go T-minus ten seconds to counting Metronome charisma Keeping time In sling shot tempo Utopia the landfill crawls Omens that back the truth Erase the veins of this dateline As it tells the story Of this Roman fracture Space time cliché I can't believe The feeble recipe Civilization tastes so good Nero has conquered the stars No one ever saw the spacesuit togas A wreath around the head Like Saturn's rings Stole your recipe The ghostship cemetery We won't lie T-minus ten seconds and counting Ten seconds to go T-minus Utopia the landfill crawls Omens that back the truth Erase the veins of this dateline As it tells the story Of this roman fracture Space time cliché I can't believe Et tu Brute unfolding Under the breath Under the fall Caligula time warp Decadence in fleets come rain-storming Under threats of gluttony and lies Stole your recipe The ghostship cemetery We won't lie