We will build Rome in a matter of hours,
Prop the sky up on steel and glass towers,
Stain the seas black with our need for oil,
Burn the earth and watch the oceans boil.
Inject the earth with chemical solutions,
Draw its blood for economic transfusions.
These walls will reach such an astounding height;
They’ll block out the sky and all the sunlight.
And how we justify setting the world on fire?
“All this was done for the good of the Empire.”
But eventually it will crumble; only ashes will remain.
And the Rome that we’ve built will have been built in vain.