[INTRO] Low drumming Wind humming Tongue says maybe Stone says done Opinion can bargain bet Fact does not bend, it hasn't yet cast your vote on dinner flavor knowing You cannot vote the winter to end [VERSE 1] Snowline slow climb Maps in the lap but real math stayed outside Warm worded star signs, firm jaws flat set Confidence talking while calories burned Some said press onward Some prayed for divine pass Some thought the mountain would move if they asked White teeth on chatter Fatter dreams failure shatter sudden Gathered wagon made flatten the matter Days draw thinner, colder, realizing Names get dimmer in scarce hungered glimmer Truth came too late, family feast got grimmer No villain but ignorance No demon made manifest Just appetite married to physical season swallow each awakening whole Quiet and cold objective truth sticks Nature does not negotiate with the bold [PRE CHORUS] Opinion lit evening lantern Fact is formalized civic terrain Call snow "sunshine" if you want you will Still freeze the same [CHORUS] Last Men gotta see the Last Men Eyes half shut while the mouth says amen Last Men all around us Last Men of the west Comfort first till the cliff comes in Discuss the lesson widely (Nietzsche) Refuse the strain of silly circular elders Reality cashed out what boomer rhetoric claimed Last Men with no spirit Last Men lose early in sheer despair Soft spirit sit the chair till the cave walls fall in [VERSE 2] World War water naval horizon Steel cannon silent in the dawn Flags formation fit imagined suit arrogant Belief in a plan moving strong victories echoed from recent war Young admirals nodded along Carrier shadows cast but silly doctrine rotted Too many stories of otherworldly vision Not enough scan of the man or the plan Confidence drowning mechanical span Morning dew screaming light piles of ocean Minutes like years as mortal coil runs out Deck after deck disappeared, dreams, hope Signal made simple, you suffer humility Deadly Pride made delay even basic alarm The sea does not care what commanders say Through the air came awakening mustang Smoke in the sky trails angry bees bombing Questions arriving too late to hear reply [PRE CHORUS] Opinionated anthem Fact machine felt History whispers Midway self fashioned guillotine [CHORUS] Last Men gotta see the Last Men Eyes half shut while the mouth says amen Last Men all around us Last Men of the west Comfort first till the cliff comes in Discuss the lesson widely (Nietzsche) Refuse the strain of silly circular elders Reality cashed out what boomer rhetoric claimed Last Men with no spirit Last Men lose early in sheer despair Soft spirit sit the chair till the cave walls fall in [BRIDGE] Now hear my third tale No date yet set Nor name but long abstract described No uniforms precise fashioned before the team No single blame suitable to know the truth Rooms full of sad seniors Nodding in rows doing nothing Talking in circles likely listless Certain they know how it works Data is awkward estimate Inquiry rude resented Better to lose posture than alter the mood real consequence waits patient and angry karmic consequence leans in where you overlook The invoice arrives when the fuel all burns Ask ugly questions or languish in hell Count what is true or mind state delulu The future is listening harder than you [FINAL CHORUS] Last Men gotta see the Last Men Eyes half shut while the mouth says amen Last Men all around us Last Men of the west Comfort first till the cliff comes in Discuss the lesson widely (Nietzsche) Refuse the strain of silly circular elders Reality cashed out what boomer rhetoric claimed Last Men with no spirit Last Men lose early in sheer despair Soft spirit sit the chair till the cave walls fall in [OUTRO] We can argue opinion Not objective fact Choose while choosing still matters demand witnessed impact Pan stands taller and taller, in fact
