Oblivion کے بول

Toxic Emissions Modern Conditions Flag out petitions Lost in the distance tense Link to the senses Link to the nothingness Laugh you are not there Laugh like you do not care Tension undying here Soft and familiar Wide eyed and innocent Warm ways and imminent Breathe in, breathe in Breathe in, breathe in Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Lines in a paper Black clouds and vapour Now filled with summer Light rains and meteors Light rains and meteors Holes in the universe Crayons and scribblers Infinite bellies burst Cracks in the ocean, crack Choke on the cosmic dust What will become of us? What will become of us? What will become of us? What will become of us? Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion!