Storyteller: Back in his hotelroom Jack passes out in bed Words from the letter haunts the thoughts in his head Suddenly he feels a blow to the back of his skull Darkness feels so inviting so nice to just let go (Somewhere in a darknened room with steel walls) President: I may look like someone you know but believe me it's just a shell My host died before the election was over No one knew, no one saw, no one could tell I have injected you with poison Within three hours you'll be gone So farewell to mankind You'll be replaced by our kind All your flaws soon to be memories Humanity fragments of dreams Jack: I'm not ready to die This can't be the end So farewell to mankind We'll be replaced by their kind All our flaws soon to be memories Humanity fragments of dreams We're not ready to die This must be the end We're fading away...