At the Drive-In - Proxima Centauri lyrics
[At the Drive-In - Proxima Centauri lyrics]
Ten seconds and counting
T-minus ten seconds and counting
Ten seconds to go
T-minus ten seconds and counting
Metronome charisma
Keeping time in slingshot 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 ghost ship 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 ghost ship cemetery
We won't lie