The light at the end of the tunnel

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...