The Sun Circles The Earth Like A Grieving Mother

Infested with roaches, existing to consume.
Status symbols, false idols, building up material wealth.
Crawl across dead peers, bleeding from the knees.
Construct another monolith to worship over nothing.

You gorged on bile for so long,
your heart’s turned black,
Reaching out a desperate hand to stare into the eyes of a god.

Driven to greed, chew a feeding hand,
Another face, another step, to the pinnacle of a hedonist.
Destroy, erase, stamp out, sabotage and leave behind,
Respect and honour long departed, pissing on your doorstep.

You gorged on bile for so long,
your heart’s turned black,
Reaching out a desperate hand to stare into the eyes of a god.

A world filled with nothing, nothing left to save.
No way back now.