Bunker Vaults Songtext
von Coilguns

In all regions across this globe
Human beings whose pulse ain′t clogged
Curse our fathers for wasting soils
Turning wastelands to branchless logs
Our age is spoiled
Reframing our mindset goals
How many brave souls have lost control?
Hahaha
Who will challenge our chaste fake smiles
And start chasing common rejoicing?


The next we'll crown
Will deceive their real vows
Erasing shadows - our lost wars
Swear we′re healing the ones we ghost
Our age is spoiled
Split among our last resources
Reframing our mindset goals
How many brave souls have lost control?
Hahaha
Digging deeper to jeopardize

Pragmatism on faith's behalf
The void is close
Everything recedes - final swirl
Summoning science - our last moan
Pray we're growing a greener lawn
Our age is spoiled
Split among our last resources
Mourn, abort, entomb
Our elders world
In bunker vaults