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Yes, this is the campaign
Slithered entrails in the cargo bay
Neutered is the vastness
Hallow vacuum, check the oxygen tanks
They hibernate, but have they kissed the ground?
Pucker up and kiss the asphalt now
Tease this amputation
Splintered larynx, it has access now
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission to the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Banked on memory
Mummified circuitry
Skin graft machinery
Sputnik sickles found in the seats
Self-destruct sequence
This station is non-operational
Species growing
Bubbles in an IV loitering
Unknown origin
Is this the comfort of being afraid?
Solar eclipsed
Black out the vultures as they wait
Unknown, unknown
Unknown, unknown, yeah
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Dissect a trillion sighs away
Will you get this letter?
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
'Cause I'm a million miles away
Will you get this letter?
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
I write to remember
I write to remember
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Cut away, cut away
Cut away, cut away
Slithered entrails in the cargo bay
Neutered is the vastness
Hallow vacuum, check the oxygen tanks
They hibernate, but have they kissed the ground?
Pucker up and kiss the asphalt now
Tease this amputation
Splintered larynx, it has access now
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission to the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Banked on memory
Mummified circuitry
Skin graft machinery
Sputnik sickles found in the seats
Self-destruct sequence
This station is non-operational
Species growing
Bubbles in an IV loitering
Unknown origin
Is this the comfort of being afraid?
Solar eclipsed
Black out the vultures as they wait
Unknown, unknown
Unknown, unknown, yeah
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Dissect a trillion sighs away
Will you get this letter?
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
'Cause I'm a million miles away
Will you get this letter?
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
I write to remember
I write to remember
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Send transmission from the one armed scissor
Cut away, cut away
Cut away, cut away
Cut away, cut away
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It's clearly cosmonauts calling from their space station because they've been taken over by an alien life form and their station has sustained too much damage, hence the line "this station is not operational". They're calling for help but really they know they're just explaining their demise since it's too late, "will you get this letter" and "I write to remember" tell that. The lyrics are so well written, this song is amazingly stressful.