all and everything burns around us
a wall of flames consuming the world
a personal hell projected into reality
a final reckoning for our collective sins
none are absolved not even the innocent
an angel’s dream the beginning of the end
overwhelmed wrung out by the quotidian
too tired to fight too tired to care
we lay down and wait our turn to die

We broke the world with our haste
We broke the world with our greed
We broke the world with our horrid taste
We broke the world with our desire to bleed

We broke the world with our differences
We broke the world with our hate
We broke the world with our terrible preferences
We broke the world with our distaste for being late

We broke the world with our monuments
We broke the world with our thoughts
We broke the world with our pointless arguments
We broke the world with our wooden cross 

We killed the world that once worked for the people
We killed the world that celebrated the brightest of bright
We killed the world in which we once were equal
We killed the world with all our monstrous might

Mystical mistress clothed in satin
Chants magic words spoken in Latin
Pleading with gods to help her see
The vision of what will the future be
She fell into a trance, the gods have spoken
Oracle entered the mysterious woman
Expression of horror engraved on her face
She saw the tragedy of the human race
And when she came back, she looked at me, mourning
Whispered of tragedy of the upcoming morning
And when she was asked about the fate of the world
Her eyes told me stories her lips left untold
And after I woke up from the night’s rest
I found her lifeless body with a knife in her chest
She sought the future to relieve her pain
She went through it once, scared of living it again

Whining whispers echoing the night
Crying large tears, illusion broken up
Mirage of hope at the end of the road
The crazy and violent are ruling this world

Shh, listen, do you hear the silence?
The haunted streets full of ghosts?
The screeching fall of the world of finance?
We are but billions of clueless hosts

Deafening silence full of whispered screams
Close your eyes and listen to sound of the bubbling streams
The great filter finally knocked on our door
Our essence was exposed, rotten to the core

Empty fields and empty minds
Sounds of crickets and lights of fireflies
Constellations show stories untold
A perfect night at the end of the world

The world was bathed in rivers of blood
Impious villages were tortured by floods
People were praying to their favourite god
Indulgences were always so easily bought
Prayers, however, have now lost their charm
Thousands of infidels got suddenly harmed
Evil was purged by divine wrath
Screaming remained and lost was laugh

The world is at its evil state
The weak are abused, the extraordinary share their fate
People are being hurt, assaulted, and killed
By rapists and murderers the world has been built

Standing on the shoulders of evil
Our cornerstones are rotten
Rarely there's a true upheaval
Brave victims are silence, ostracised, forgotten

The rich keep getting richer
The poor are dying from starvation
We chose Ignorance as our trusted preacher
As we silently despise half of our own nation

Words of abuse are thrown at the others with ease
For their gender, their minds, their desired lover
Protesters are beaten up by governmental police
Why can't we be kind to one another?

The world of humans is a castle of sand
It's bound to crumble
Our self-inflicted injuries can never fully mend
Humans are taught to be egoistic, not humble

Just stop... Stop being so dense
Uproot evil and throw it away
Tear down that wall, tear down that fence
And listen respectfully to what other people say