1. FESTERING IN THE VACUUM

Decompression, death of me
Black void what my dead eyes see

Floating here for hours now
The life in me long gone

The screams silence as oxygen depletes
Body fluids evaporate and bleed
Colder than dry ice, though I feel it not
On board and in the void the bodies start to rot

This is the death of an ecosystem
As I float in the void
An end of many lives
Which we can not avoid

The end of us