We glide upon a theory
A destitute system called life
Searching for all the answers
What will be revealed in time

Are we part of the dilemma
The collapsing point of this era
Are we the luminous hope of no one
What can be realized
Before all options are exhausted

I've seen the promised development of the future
No promise for a better day
Are we headed for obliteration
What can be salvaged
When no one understands that it needs to be saved

I don't foresee a revelation
I see good but mostly bad
Our youth is always expanding
While the seasoned continue manipulating the past

We write of exceptional things to come
We celebrate corrupt power
Brainwashed by fake desire
Why can't we wake up

You see the indication
You know this is the end
Override the simulation
Society must commence again

For the sake of the young
Let's salvage what little we still possess.