Futuristic landscape Futuristic skies No birds or vegetation Earth remains despised They scar and they maim and they mutilate They do it in the name of freedom Their madness no description can encapsulate Earth's a floating mausoleum Silent Running Silent Running Silent Running Silent Running Believe in Nostradamus Believe in what you will Tell me that it had to be Prophecy fulfilled I cherish those who perish in the holy war To save the planet from extinction So tell me: what will survivors be surviving for When survival is the one distinction Silent Running Silent Running Silent Running Silent Running Futuristic landscape Futuristic skies No birds or vegetation Earth remains despised They scar and they maim and they mutilate They do it in the name of freedom Their madness no description can encapsulate Earth's a floating mausoleum Silent Running Silent Running Silent Running Silent Running
