Silent Running

Futuristic landscape

Futuristic skies

No birds or vegetation

Earth remains despised

They scar and they maim and they mutilate

They do it in the name of freedom

Their madness no description can encapsulate

Earth's a floating mausoleum

Silent Running

Silent Running

Silent Running

Silent Running

Believe in Nostradamus

Believe in what you will

Tell me that it had to be

Prophecy fulfilled

I cherish those who perish in the holy war

To save the planet from extinction

So tell me: what will survivors be surviving for

When survival is the one distinction

Silent Running

Silent Running

Silent Running

Silent Running

Futuristic landscape

Futuristic skies

No birds or vegetation

Earth remains despised

They scar and they maim and they mutilate

They do it in the name of freedom

Their madness no description can encapsulate

Earth's a floating mausoleum

Silent Running

Silent Running

Silent Running

Silent Running