Текст песни The Subtle Art Of Going Nowhere

The eyes can't deceive when they've been removed There is no oasis There's only ruins, scattered wreckage, Monuments of defeat This used to be home Now it's a fire that will burn on A sea of the dead Broken by island of derelict cars Move on smash these relics, Nothing good will come from them Move on clear a passage That will never be followed As the days pass on there's that acrid scent again We've been here before, one thousand times Moving in endless circles There is no escape, looping a vision of horror Concrete collapsed, burying all that once was Move on burn these memories, The pyre will stack to the sun Move on leave these ashes For future historians