Collapse

Here's the sign that modern times is finally crashing down
 Weeds rise form concrete beds
 Dance 'til you're dead in the parking lots
 Take to the rooftops and see what's left
 The doors of empty homes stand open
 Like our toothless mouths
 Illness in a black rainbow
 Rifle through their pockets while saying last rites
 Here's the end that we have dreamt of
 Here's the face of the collapse
 Reach out for something living
 See your hands are filled with dust
 Walk under rolling clouds of fragmented bone
 Join the fanatics and rant to the sky
 The torrents of red murder mingle with the garbage
 Coagulate in heart-shaped stains
 Left out to dry in acid rain
 Left out to die insane
 The dues left unpaid are the only kindly fate
 Footprints collect with soot and smother out the lines
 The dwindled carry tattered wares
 On calloused backs of pride
 To climb the scape, the nails will scrape
 They cling to hope's last ride
 Gone are the days of reckless vanity
 Gone are the old songs from the shore
 A different set of eyes viewed the bleakest past
 Open sores breathe in the new mass
 Here's the end that we have dreamt of
 Here's the face of the collapse
 Sorrows grow with each tomorrow
 To remain is now the only task
 It is time to settle in the ash