The world is much smaller and dimmer than it used to be
All the great cities have been abandoned
The trees are stripped of their leaves
And the fields remain fallow
Vast
Networks of cracks
Spread over the bone dry earth
Everywhere I turn
Impassable walls stand in my way
As the starless sky presses ever closer
Subterranean whispers beckon
As the starless sky presses ever closer
Subterranean whispers beckon
Where to now?