מילים לשיר Skyquake – Assemblage 23

The morning broke in eerie silence
The ground beneath us cracked and dry
Too self absorbed to even notice
The cracks that formed up in the sky Twisting
Turning
Freezing
Burning
Tearing
Fusing
Lucid
Confusing
Forceful reception
Open rejection
Dreaming and waking
The process is taking too long Take what we need at our convenience
Another quick means to an end
Too busy thinking of excuses
For a practice we can not defend Collapsing under its own weight
The sky burns out
As we kiss oblivion
Upon its toothy mouth Your well being does not concern us
Any worries you must keep inside
Do as we're told without a reason
We never think to question why We walk upon the fields of fire
The smoldering bodies of our dead
Our selfIt's the gun we point at our own heads.