Uranium کے بول

We live We die We try to touch the sky We love We hate We can't deny our worthless fate We survive We destroy We co-opt in our dark employ We deny We refuse And in the end we always lose We tell the truth and then we lie But we believe until we die High in the sky we're circling the ground We don't think of consequence of the truths that we have found Dying in the fires Trying not to make a sound Burning out the embers As we're living underground As we're dying underground Smothered angel falling, slowly dying You will not survive Like a defective circuit You rip it out You tear it out And then you find replacement Frozen in time as the impulses fade Turned off with a click Turned off like a switch Does a computer turned off dream?