Blood on my hands Dust in my lungs The tunnel's still shaking From what I've done Your head in my lap Your arm hanging loose Sparks from the wires Poking out of your wounds I grab my radio unit I scream through the static Man down! I need help! There's a demon infestation down here And I'm out of ammo! Anybody there, over?! But there's only silence Your eyes slowly open You shake your head "They won't come, Katrina" I try to lift you I try to pull you But you're too heavy can't keep my feet steady FT, stay with me Please don't go Please don't go Don't leave me alone Please Please You laugh and whisper low "You need to go" I tell you to hang on I'll go get a shuttle Security team Medical crew But as I say it I hear how it sounds You shake your head At what I said You cough for a while Then you manage a smile "No one's gonna come, Katrina People need the ore The company needs profits And we're just the things To keep money lining their pockets They create us in a factory Send us into hell If one of us dies They just ring another bell Generation after generation Clone after clone Sending us where no human goes" You squeeze my hand And close your eyes "No more lies" Please don't go Please don't go Don't leave me alone Please Please You smile again "Katrina, you need to go" So up above us The drills keep turning The factories keep glowing The payroll keeps running Ships keep departing The contracts keep signing As long as no one sees What lives down under Nobody hears The screams below shaft nine Nobody counts How many of you die Absolutely no shame For those who use you And don't even fucking Give you a proper name! Please don't go I don't wanna go I can't carry you I can't get you home Please Please The screams begin again Distant roars Getting closer You pull me nearer One final time "Thank you for coming But you must go" Your hand pushes me hard I fall back totally startled The elevator waits Far down the hall And I hate myself For standing at all I don't wanna go I don't wanna go My words are fading And I'm so so cold Then the last thing I see Before I run Is you smiling While reaching for your gun And it looks like you're saying "Please don't go." Please Please
