The New Zealand Bunker

Lyrics

(Intro)
(Sound of a heavy steel door hydraulic hiss. The distant, muffled roar of an ocean storm. A lonely, echoing piano note plays every 4 seconds.)
(Verse 1)
Six hundred feet of reinforced grace
The last clean air in a dying place
The sky above is a charcoal shroud
But we’re dancing safe beneath the cloud.
Hydroponic gardens, vintage wine
Watching the collapse on a fiber-optic line
The peasants are screaming in the digital rain
While we’ve found the cure for the common pain.
(Chorus)
(Ethereal, haunting vocals with long echoes)
In the bunker, the lights never dim
The world is a cup, and we’re the rim
Let the oceans rise, let the cities burn
We’ve got enough fuel for the planet’s turn.
Queenstown is quiet, the silence is deep
While the rest of the species goes to sleep.
(Verse 2)
Thiel’s in the library, reading the scrolls
Counting the data of the missing souls
Karp’s in the garden, talking to ghosts
Raising a glass to the perfect hosts.
The biometric locks are a work of art
Keeping the end of the world apart
We’re not survivors, we’re the new gods
Born from the ruins and the broken odds.
(Bridge)
(The music strips back to a heartbeat pulse and a cold wind sound)
Filter the water.
Filter the air.
Filter the memories...
Until nothing is there.
(Sound of a glass shattering on a marble floor)
(Outro)
(Slow, dragging beat. The piano becomes increasingly out of tune)
The screen says "No Signal."
The screen says "Final."
Goodnight, world.
We didn't want you anyway.
(The sound of the ocean storm fades into a flat, electronic hum)