| Song | Microdeath Softstar |
| Artist | Phideaux |
| Album | Doomsday Afternoon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The bringer of the future casts a shadow, watch it grow | |
| He extends a single finger 'cause there's only one way to go | |
| And the watchers on the sidelines, polite to a tee | |
| Like contestants on TV, they are you – they are me | |
| So come round all you faithful, watch him gather up the gold | |
| When he's got the lot he lingers, just to savour what he has sold | |
| And the mesmerized are silent, too stunned to believe | |
| What their eyes have finally received | |
| This is not a bad dream | |
| Come now and witness, time to behold | |
| All we have planted has sprouted and grown | |
| Was it enough for you? Did it please you? | |
| Let the poison through | |
| Was it enough for you? No perfume | |
| Let the stench come through | |
| If you catch them at the station ask them how they feel | |
| When the cradle of creation is crushed under the wheels | |
| Do not speak oh do not speak 'cause nothing's left but words to reap | |
| And what we sowed is ours to keep – good day to everyone | |
| Do not speak oh do not speak the words were lies, our will was weak | |
| Lemmings poised to take a leap – good day to everyone | |
| I'd like to say it's over and we will be okay | |
| I'd like to say it's over and that you feel the same | |
| Once upon a time there was some writing on the wall we all ignored | |
| Until the time when there was war and feasts of famine at our door | |
| Once upon a time there was a line that we had drawn we wouldn't cross | |
| Cuz it was wrong but lines are bendable and seldom very long | |
| Fear leaves a trace of something stale | |
| A wasteland of memories of how we failed | |
| All we need is time, all we need is time | |
| But time's too damned unkind |
| The bringer of the future casts a shadow, watch it grow | |
| He extends a single finger ' cause there' s only one way to go | |
| And the watchers on the sidelines, polite to a tee | |
| Like contestants on TV, they are you they are me | |
| So come round all you faithful, watch him gather up the gold | |
| When he' s got the lot he lingers, just to savour what he has sold | |
| And the mesmerized are silent, too stunned to believe | |
| What their eyes have finally received | |
| This is not a bad dream | |
| Come now and witness, time to behold | |
| All we have planted has sprouted and grown | |
| Was it enough for you? Did it please you? | |
| Let the poison through | |
| Was it enough for you? No perfume | |
| Let the stench come through | |
| If you catch them at the station ask them how they feel | |
| When the cradle of creation is crushed under the wheels | |
| Do not speak oh do not speak ' cause nothing' s left but words to reap | |
| And what we sowed is ours to keep good day to everyone | |
| Do not speak oh do not speak the words were lies, our will was weak | |
| Lemmings poised to take a leap good day to everyone | |
| I' d like to say it' s over and we will be okay | |
| I' d like to say it' s over and that you feel the same | |
| Once upon a time there was some writing on the wall we all ignored | |
| Until the time when there was war and feasts of famine at our door | |
| Once upon a time there was a line that we had drawn we wouldn' t cross | |
| Cuz it was wrong but lines are bendable and seldom very long | |
| Fear leaves a trace of something stale | |
| A wasteland of memories of how we failed | |
| All we need is time, all we need is time | |
| But time' s too damned unkind |
| The bringer of the future casts a shadow, watch it grow | |
| He extends a single finger ' cause there' s only one way to go | |
| And the watchers on the sidelines, polite to a tee | |
| Like contestants on TV, they are you they are me | |
| So come round all you faithful, watch him gather up the gold | |
| When he' s got the lot he lingers, just to savour what he has sold | |
| And the mesmerized are silent, too stunned to believe | |
| What their eyes have finally received | |
| This is not a bad dream | |
| Come now and witness, time to behold | |
| All we have planted has sprouted and grown | |
| Was it enough for you? Did it please you? | |
| Let the poison through | |
| Was it enough for you? No perfume | |
| Let the stench come through | |
| If you catch them at the station ask them how they feel | |
| When the cradle of creation is crushed under the wheels | |
| Do not speak oh do not speak ' cause nothing' s left but words to reap | |
| And what we sowed is ours to keep good day to everyone | |
| Do not speak oh do not speak the words were lies, our will was weak | |
| Lemmings poised to take a leap good day to everyone | |
| I' d like to say it' s over and we will be okay | |
| I' d like to say it' s over and that you feel the same | |
| Once upon a time there was some writing on the wall we all ignored | |
| Until the time when there was war and feasts of famine at our door | |
| Once upon a time there was a line that we had drawn we wouldn' t cross | |
| Cuz it was wrong but lines are bendable and seldom very long | |
| Fear leaves a trace of something stale | |
| A wasteland of memories of how we failed | |
| All we need is time, all we need is time | |
| But time' s too damned unkind |