I built with my calloused, idle hands
a legacy of misery and pain
molecules of memory, lovingly
vibrating in my tortured brain
my civilization seems to be failing
and I’m lost somewhere in smoke
my buzzing mind is not slowing
even past the midnight stroke
still awake at 2 am in the morning
lighting my cigarette to stare
at the dimming of the lights
in the night sky everywhere
even the stars are fading
what hell has come to pass
life extinguished like candles
how long will this farce last
us all idle buzzing ants
insignificantly going about our ways
while the horizons silently whispering
through dying trees, the end of days
all I have is my words, no more
to stave off the unrelenting tide
blood on the streets, fires and wars
there is no place where we can hide
the end is coming my friends and foes
let’s all join our hands and pray
to all the gods we know and don’t
to save us from our ways
a legacy of misery and pain
molecules of memory, lovingly
vibrating in my tortured brain
my civilization seems to be failing
and I’m lost somewhere in smoke
my buzzing mind is not slowing
even past the midnight stroke
still awake at 2 am in the morning
lighting my cigarette to stare
at the dimming of the lights
in the night sky everywhere
even the stars are fading
what hell has come to pass
life extinguished like candles
how long will this farce last
us all idle buzzing ants
insignificantly going about our ways
while the horizons silently whispering
through dying trees, the end of days
all I have is my words, no more
to stave off the unrelenting tide
blood on the streets, fires and wars
there is no place where we can hide
the end is coming my friends and foes
let’s all join our hands and pray
to all the gods we know and don’t
to save us from our ways