From the recording The End Of It All
Red, Azula, and Lennie
Lyrics
We’re not getting a life boat
No auspicious escape pod
There’s no secret tunnel
No machinery sent from God
Incommunicado
No one will answer the call
Like in “The Cask of Amontillado”--
An inconceivable wall
The world is nothing but shadows
of the future, the present, and past
We stare at a blank page of paper
empty, cold, and vast.
We get no guardian angels
no wizards, dwarves, or elves
no emergency responders
we’ll have to rely on ourselves
Keep track of all of our rations
Don’t forget to tend that fire
If we end up in darkness
Our lot will be much more dire
We have our thorny differences
Red and blue and green,
But none of that really matters now
As we have plainly seen
There’s no way out of here
