Halflife - Intellectual

The maggots march on to the beat of decay

Every move they make anything they say

Yeah, it's pulling us inwards to grind us down

Put us back where we belong

Digitize you to zeroes and ones

I know where you've been and where you came from

Trust this, you are no one

You have a half-life of thirteen point one

I wish I was never born

Then I'd never die

Always falling to the center

Time never lies

Thе world would keep turning without you for surely

The arrow is pointing forwards you see

Everything you know and еverything you breathe

Will follow the path of your entropy

You have a half-life

Collision at the apex, red-shifted into zero

My faith is in a number, the speed that takes you to it

Conserve your words for they may be your last

Erase the future, fuck, erase the past

Digitize you to zeroes and ones

Space is a vacuum and there's nowhere to run