Lyric discussion by I_Want_You_Dead 

Cover art for Last Transmission lyrics by Anatomy of a Ghost

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So this is my last transmission, the words that soon fall to the dust And no I won’t be home, on this day and in these fists was held Questions unanswered, and it is killing me, it is killing me Kiss of black on our lips lungs breaking so cave in And forget these words spoken in sequence won’t be our last Plain wrapped brown package placed in our arms Tied up with string, explodes while scanning horizons Feel skin get numb as the words begin to fall, all begins to fall We woke up on the day before we were handed the open book Chamber clicks and the pin breaks the shell When these hands fell from sore to block our eyes from seeing more Fingers making a picket fence hiding from what we know Fading slowly into white light… this was all, this was ours, and this was all Kiss of black on our lips lungs breaking so cave in And forget these words spoken in sequence Plain wrapped brown package placed in our arms Tied up with string, explodes while scanning horizons Feel skin get numb as the words begin to fall, all begins to fall Way to go, wait it out, it won’t be long Climbing up these misplaced spires in our hopes they would find us Wait it out and drop satellites, just tonight, give it up This was all, this was ours, and this was all ours Kiss of black on our lips lungs breaking so cave in And forget these words spoken in sequence won’t be our last Plain wrapped brown package placed in our arms Tied up with string, explodes while scanning horizons Feel skin get numb as the words begin to fall, all begins to fall Plain wrapped brown package placed in our arms Tied up with string, explodes while scanning horizons Feel skin get numb as the words begin to fall, all begins to fall Tear the clouds bring on the rain watching faces fall Every day letting it worsen they’ll never learn Knew we knew just not enough So now back to the present found at the tops Of the rock walls where the spires climb So tall the wheat fields, so tall the wheat fields Growing up too much, the importance of fate, of faith The head bumps ahead bleeding from burning sun Lungs breaking so cave in, lungs breaking so cave in Lungs breaking so cave in, lungs breaking so cave in Lungs breaking so, lungs breaking so cave in Lungs breaking so, lungs breaking so cave in Lungs breaking so cave in, so cave in