Collapse

Here's the sign that modern times is finally crashing down

Weeds rise form concrete beds

Dance till 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