Death of Season

Of late it's harder just to go outside To leave this deadspace with hatred so alive Writhin' with sickness, thrown into banality (I decay) Killed by the weakness, but forced to return (Turn it) Cry I watch the stars as they fall from the sky I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dyin' I feel the fallen stars encircle me, now as they cry Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized Feelin' surrounded, so bored with mortality (I decay) All of this hatred is f**kin' real (Turn it) Cry Yeah I watch the stars as they fall from the sky I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dyin' I feel the fallen stars encircle me, now as they cry It won't be all right despite what they say Just watch the stars tonight as they, as they disappear, disintegrate And I disintegrate 'cause this hate is f**kin' real, ohh And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible]