Air traffic

An end to all our problems

Air traffic
Follow me out beyond the furthest galaxy
In a world just slipping from the grip of sanity
Sick with greed and engulfed by an obsessive vanity
They made a choice to sterilize the universe

Oh

Focusing intelligence incomprehensible
And driven on by a fever becoming more insatiable
Let's pull the trigger
Let's pull the trigger
Go on
And put an end, end to all our problems

Oh

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