Anyway, it's fake.
Night begins.
Trees sway.
We disappear.
Anyway, it’s fake.
It’s fake.
It's all fake.
Clouds too soft.
The mindful bot.
Fear.
The moon, save it.
Remain clear.
The moon, save it.
The moon, save it.
Remain clear.
The moon, save it.
Remain clear.
War is here.
Night begins, forever.
How can it not be clear?
