The World Without Us - Things To Tell The Press

We already have boots on the ground
And you say
Nobody fucking knows, we'll see
We'll see?
My brother sent far away from me

I've seen the way they infect us
Reaching out with treacherous hands
They steal the light through our eyes
Banish us to distant lands
Brandish your weapon hold it high
Or see your demise in the mirror
Your reflection is smoldering
Burnt away, far too unclear

I said that I'd look you in the eyes
When you find your way home
We'll see if I lied when I said that
I would look you in the eyes

So even if you don't die
I don't know
Nobody fucking knows
We'll see? We'll see?
My brother sent away from me

I'll bury you if I have to
Expect me to shed a tear
If I have to keep your casket closed
Nothing else I could think I fear
But to run away from ruination
Kind that sucks your soul
Through your eyes
Kind that swallows you whole
Leaves you, petrified

I don't really wanna watch you
Lose your head, or worse
Watch you lose your mind
I'm sure you feel the lash of deaths
Breath on your neck
Keep it in check