Текст песни The Last File ? - The Turtle Project

The people turn to the ones that they love
And cherish every second
I heard a voice crying out for forgiveness
As their soul was beckoned
I ran through the streets searching for home
I should have known the way but my mind was gone
And my body was weakened
I found a quiet corner to sit and listen to that ominous humming
Of the land vibrating, clearly stating that something
Was coming

I have to try and leave something behind
With the hope that someday somebody will find
This desperate explanation behind
The extinction of mankind
I don′t hold out much hope for these files
Ever surviving but I have to try
There's so much more I gotta tell ya but I′m running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time

Drop the mic, drop the mic
Does it really matter?
What did you tell them?
Not enough, not nearly enough
Hand over the files
Shush, listen

What the fuck?

It was just a dream
Maybe people would pull together
If they′d seen what I′ve seen
Was it really just a dream?
Come on people pull together
You'd know what I mean
If you′d seen what I've seen
Was it really just a dream?
Just a dream
Just a dream

No

Fools