We thought we were going somewhere
making progress,
but really the only place we were going
was our inevitable destruction.
The farther we go,
the more we destroy ourselves.
The more we know,
the closer we come to a destruction.
Driving forward,
Forward
Forward
Till we reach the end of the line
The end of the road
And then there's nothing
Nothing left to do
Nowhere left to go
This road has led us to the edge of the world
Where it collapses
Leaving us nowhere to run
Except to the edge
To our misery
And our destruction.