Descend the hall again
Light filters in
Unshades the wooden floor (no more)
We tried to breathe it in
And gasped
For breath that wouldn't come (you know)

While tiny specks of dust
Reflect the light on us
Decayed, our lonely bones
He sits and laughs at us
His alphas
We are the work of art

How'd we get here?
That doesn't matter now, dear
Just promise to hold my hand
As we face the last fear

There now my children
You are not alone
I'm right here with you
We'll all atone

How'd we get here?
That doesn't matter now, dear
How'd we get here?
That doesn't matter now, dear
Just promise to hold my hand
As we face the last fear

There now my children
You are not alone
I'm right here with you
We'll all atone

Descend the hall again,
Light filters in
Unshades this wooden floor (no more)
They try to breathe it in
Like we did
For breath that will not come

And tiny specks of dust
Begin to settle them
Their lonely bones yet warm

He'll sit and laugh at them
His betas
We're all a work of art
We're all a work of art
We're all a work of art

Light Filters In

Slow Robot