We never understood our species, a mire of our killing ways
The sun seemed to fall from our sky, setting the world afire
Destroying our human civilization, our species barely alive
Yet, desire no longer drives us, we need to survive within
We were condemned to live upon a burnt planet's remains
No longer free of spirit, we were in bondage to pain, tired
Released and blinded by all the rust in our injured mind
Our species once obese in excess, now bones and skin
Little to wonder upon, no more joy to drive our species
In full despair, a planet covered by bones and artifacts
The memory of wars, of decay, of loss is our sole task
Waiting for death, on this planet death still lingers
We cannot escape, forever we are prisoners
