Proxima Centauri Lyrics - At The Drive In

T-minus ten seconds and counting 

Ten seconds to counting 

T-minus ten seconds and counting 

Ten seconds to go 

T-minus ten seconds to counting 

Metronome charisma 

Keeping time 

In sling shot tempo 

Utopia the landfill crawls 

Omens that back the truth 

Erase the veins of this dateline 

As it tells the story 

Of this Roman fracture 

Space time cliché 

I can't believe 

The feeble recipe 

Civilization tastes so good 

Nero has conquered the stars 

No one ever saw the spacesuit togas 

A wreath around the head 

Like Saturn's rings 

Stole your recipe 

The ghostship cemetery 

We won't lie 

T-minus ten seconds and counting 

Ten seconds to go 

T-minus 

Utopia the landfill crawls 

Omens that back the truth 

Erase the veins of this dateline 

As it tells the story 

Of this roman fracture 

Space time cliché 

I can't believe 

Et tu Brute unfolding 

Under the breath 

Under the fall Caligula time warp 

Decadence in fleets come rain-storming 

Under threats of gluttony and lies 

Stole your recipe 

The ghostship cemetery 

We won't lie