"9010" lyrics

The clouds are gone, and I can finally see what I used to call "a chimera"
Sunbeams, with the force of a dying star
Scorch a piece of art onto my retina
Tell me, how could I be affected when I'm not considered to be the problem?

Is this the future? Then let the flames be my sunrise
Not my horizon if the darkest shading will be white
We are forever lost and stuck in their descent
There is no way out of this dead end

I can't see beauty in a pale-white painting
You just can't cut off all contrast and expect everyone to like it
So, tell me, am I affected yet?
'Cause it feels like the next crosshair's aimed at my chest

Is this the future? Then let the flames be my sunrise
Not my horizon if the darkest shading will be white
We are forever lost and stuck in their descent
There is no way out of this dead end

Out of this dead end

So, how can I compete with a flood of ignorance?
They won't care what it's like at the bottom
The stream at the top might look stormy and wild
But it's underneath what's truly terrifying

Always in search of new enemies
So, it might as well be me

Is this the future? Then let the flames be my sunrise
Not my horizon if the darkest shading will be white
We are forever lost and stuck in their descent
There is no way out of this dead end

Extend "nine-to-five"
Entrench ninety-ten
You will grit your teeth
You don't know what you'll face in the end

I won't let you determine my doom
I will cut your name off my tomb
It's a shit pile you behold
Your goddamn stories must not be told