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The livelihood of our kind lies in the hands of few

They can't agree with with each other, they won't agree with you

This is the end

This is in your best interest.

Black sirens scream through the night

There is no time to prepare

The death lights fall from the sky

We are our own demise

Weak minds call to the sky

The faithless brace themselves and prepare to die

Weak minds call to the sky

The planet is blasted into a nuclear oblivion

This is the end

This is in your best interest

Although the our world is ending I can't let this be the last fate of us

The sight of carnage has stained my memories

I must find sanctuary, I must find our new home

Climb into the vessel

Set sail into the void

As hopelessness overwhelms me

This is the only choice

This is the end

This is in our best interest