All who've lived before us and walked the quest
Living and dying long before today ever began
To those in memory we thrive due to your labors
As sacred shadows you're modernity's lynchpin
Nothing we do now wasn't preordained by you
Today is ignorant, arrogant and full of hubris
Somehow think we deserve the inheritance
Life isn't a repeating cycle of inevitability
Our current generation, however earnest
Believe we've reached a perfected state
We are anything but perfect, unworthy
Our excellence is mental illness
We hold upon our naive hopes
In ignorance's splendor
We somehow muddle forward
Letting the machines think for us
Letting the government decide for us
Letting drugs and personal choice live our life
We're unable to be inevitable in our inheritance
For we are the makers of our own catastrophe
