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In Evil Hour - 2050 Video: Filmed, directed and edited by Thirsksploitation Films Song: Recorded by Chris Davison Produced and Mastered by Daly George Lyrics: Seems like we're never gonna make it And will this present become past Whispers from when the old world faded How did it fall so fast? You are now left here all abandoned, Hiding from our desperate calls Your gilded gates decay, all black and crumbling Now what good are your walls? See you when they fall I am the wind falling silent, still blowing though I am the quiet that you call home Bleaching your soil and killing your crops I go I am the quiet that you call home Look over scorched and arid landscapes Kings of all that you observe Victims of your own dying hubris Golden masters that you served My tide comes dark and indiscriminate Solutions can't be bought and sold Bodies pile and poison all your water Now what good are your walls? Seems like we're never going to make it Seems like we're really gonna die All is lost! I am Death! When you discover you can't eat your tech Spin the webs! Pull the threads! I am the unraveling of time that you spent Build the walls! Ignore the calls! I am the consequence of all that you wrought Bring them down! I can wait! I now have all of the time in the world
