Jetsam by The Hallowed Catharsis Lyrics

At the end of our rope. On the cusp of existence
Our candle is out. No remission!
Our race is devoured. There is not much left
Make peace with your view and your whole species' death
We are all liquid wax. Melting. Contorting. So malleable
The smell is horrid. Bouquet of death
Redolent of disease. So devilishly fresh
Reforming. Give birth to the new
Look at your family and all of this genetic spew
Climbing through the stars. Lightyears reiterate flesh
The dark never felt so safe. Prepare for imminent death!
Sit back. Take in the view
As you roll the die can we start anew?
Galaxies of black speeding past colourful lights
Vestige of old dying gas as nature returns to the past
Floating. Long way from home. Into the black
The great unknown
I eject myself from the spacecraft
Floating, my skin and flesh liquify
Our candle is out