Expiry

Blacken your lungs with the air of the twenty-first century
 Drink in the plastic debris
 Profit from the murder of the engine of all living growth
 Reap in the benefits of slavery
 Can you feel it falling apart?
 Approaching expiry
 The end result
 The final cash out
 Don't be afraid, admit intent
 It was all part of the plan
 To sanctify our economic system
 Dissent in the face of irrefutable scientific evidence
 Treason committed in the name of faith
 Blindness promoted through the comforts of deep class divisions
 Silenced are the voices of periphery
 And so it was decreed
 This age shall bathe in the acid rain
 We are the bringers of the end result
 The profiteers of the final cash out
 Don't be afraid, admit intent
 It was all part of the plan
 To sanctify our economic system
 Clear out the forest for cattle and real estate
 Disparage indigenous peoples and creatures
 Rejoice in the filth of the Hell you've created
 As all green and life around you shall wither, blacken, and die