Archetype
Bag of bones
Your life
In the pages I hold
Oh archetype
Tell me why
Your eyes are just holes
And when they're gone
They'll soon be forgotten
Yeah when I'm gone
I'll soon be to join them
Bag of bones
Your fate
Has been foretold
Oh archetype
Tell me why
I should care when you die
And when they're gone
They'll soon be forgotten
Yeah when I'm gone
I'll soon be to join them
Writer/s: Destination Space Station
