When there's an absence of oxygen This existence will not it does not cease to be But immersed in a world of you opinionated people Where all the elders have spoken and all the prophets have died We're left uncertain of what happens when it comes And it happen it will All the prophets have died and been replaced with scientists I decline with recovery Like machines Sympathy isn't what you need I watch the darkness stretch across the land Just like the shroud that will blanket my souls departure When there's an absence of oxygen This existence will not it does not cease to be But all the prophets have died and been replaced with scientists Theories are encoded in all of our non-fiction Nothing seems impossible I decline with recovery Like machines Sympathy isn't what you need I watch the darkness stretch across the land Just like the shroud that will blanket my souls departure