Death of season

Of late, it's harder just to go outside To leave this deadspace with hatred, so alive Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay Killed by the weakness, but forced to return, turn it off I watch the stars as they fall from the sky I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay All of this hatred is fuking real, turn it on... yeah I watch the stars as they fall from the sky I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry It won't be all right despite what they say Just watch the stars tonight as they, as they disappear, disintegrate And I disintegrate 'cause this hate is fuking real And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate