Kyle Allen - Writings of History

〈Verse 1〉
One final task
That I must do
This must be done
The info's overdue

Data on
Impostors here
Must permeate
Our planet's atmosphere

Downloaded on my tablet
Home base must know of the imminent threat
Impostors know just where I've been
Must find a way to get back to admin

〈Chorus〉
Letter to MIRA HQ
This message serves to tell you
Of dangerous creatures, they look like we do

I quietly write this memo
To send to Earth and Polus
Thе Skeld is not safe since thеm came to get us

If and when you all receive this
Send us no rescue team
Let this letter serve to warn of impostors lurking

As the last of my ship's crew
I hope you solve the mystery
Let my final letter become writings of history

〈Verse 2〉
Moving through the rooms and halls
Evading vents and cameras on the wall
Narrow dodge from closing doors
Refuse to be a body on the floor

Lights go out, slide past the medbay
Make sure that the data's sent HQ's way
Quickly slide through admin's gate
This one task will decide the world's fate

〈Chorus〉
Letter to MIRA HQ
This message serves to tell you
Of dangerous creatures, they look like we do

I quietly write this memo
To send to Earth and Polus
The Skeld is not safe since them came to get us

If and when you all receive this
Send us no rescue team
Let this letter serve to warn of impostors lurking

As the last of my ship's crew
I hope you solve the mystery
Let my final letter become writings of history

〈Bridge〉
Finally here, my tablet's out
Impostors near without a doubt
Gotta do what must be done
Uploading with nowhere to run

They're getting close, danger en route
This will be my final bout
Wielding knives and tongues and guns
This will ensure an end to their fun

Waiting for the files to send
Impostors near the final bend
I write a warning that they'll tell of the dangers here

Doors close, hard to defend
Hopping forth straight through the vent
As the end draws near
The files send, no need to fear

〈Outro〉
Letter to MIRA HQ
This message serves to tell you
Of dangerous creatures, they look like we do

I quietly write this memo
To send to Earth and Polus
The Skeld is not safe since them came to get us

If and when you all receive this
Send us no rescue team
Let this letter serve to warn of impostors lurking

As the last of my ship's crew
I hope you solve the mystery
Let my final letter become writings of history