Glittering spires shine
Steel capillaries, intertwined with glinting arteries winking under the suns rise
Behold our creation, behold what we've become, behold the power of multitudes that swing hammers as one
AS ONE, we did gather, AS ONE we did grow
AS ONE we set our steeples skybound and overgrown
AS ONE the ground was leveled AS ONE we claimed this "settled"
AS ONE we plunged our hands deep, AS ONE began to meddle
An ever-expanding shore, a open hand demanding more
There's beauty in a hoard, value in the capture, but less in the exploring
Contorting webs of wires lace the visage of the suns mourning
All here is golden, progress ever swarming, forging
If there's beauty in the power, we stand radiant as the sun
If there's lunacy in this game, I guess we'll all soon be undone
But certainly long after we are all through with our fun
That's a problem for the unforeseen generations to confront
More expansion, less compassion, more extraction, less inaction
Maddening mishappen things that crawl up from the ashen
Remains of the land are just stains in the sand
Etching out the future plots perfectly poised for our plans
MORE, EVER MORE when our fingertips haven't brushed the sky
MORE, EVER MORE when the lust outweighs a "why?"
MORE, EVER MORE when there's no more fuel for our fire
Evermore to acquire, desire not to inquire
Aspire to the heights those lights serve to inspire
Provider of the hope, the scope for our wretched victory
I swear we'll show respect, please ignore the contradictory
Actions vs emotion, we will swear so fucking bitterly
That we have the best intentions, the ending stands predictably
Our legacy will glimmer, bitterly down passed through antiquity
With all these walls around how could this end besides our victory?
That victory claimed pyrrhic, years tick onwards evermore
When bursting stores press their doors, we'll endlessly contort
Ourselves to self deception, OUR choices the noble exception
Ascension, then pull up the ladder, our first and last resort
Every time. will the future look back ruefully?
Will they revel in our forethought or decree these dreams illusory?
Expansive walls yet beyond our doors we refuse to see
Festooned with greed. a gloating golden plated glowing eulogy
Bespoke from the shores of a decomposing and diluted sea
All useful now yet truthfully it's standing so soon to be
Consumed. but at the moment we remain in glory
And so marks the beginning of the end of our story
