Among Ashes and Monoliths
Still rising from the ashes
Monoliths of a long lost time
We brought our own destruction
For no apparent reason nor rhyme
The end of what would sustain us
The end of all that's fair
Our selfish strive for pleasures
Greedily grabbing more than our share
There used to be such beauty
A world beyond compare
Lush with vibrant colors
With resources to spare
A fragile palpable Eden
Something concrete, never vague
Which we destroyed and ravaged
Humankind the eighth plague
And we fell upon the earth like locusts in a swarm
A race in feeding frenzy killing to get more
Obese and numb and bloated we gorged ourselves regardless
of consequence, honesty and moral
And in distant valleys, the cries of millions where heard
The mountains shook from under, thundering blasts
The heavens cried acrimonious tears
And ashes covered a shuddering world
The trees all stood naked and withered and died
And became pillars in our morose mausoleum
We're the hell on earth
And we fell upon existence like locusts in a swarm
A race in feeding frenzy obliterating to get more
Obese and numb and bloated we gorged ourselves regardless
of consequence, honesty and moral
Now, there's nothing more but sadness
In a cold and destitute realm
That's all that ever follows
With the greedy at the helm
Bereaved of hope and beauty
We struggle to understand
,in selfish bitter mourning,
how it all got out of hand?
How did our way of life get so out of hand!?
Autor(es): Alex Kribensten, Anders Brorsson, Dennie Lindén, Jonas Udd, Magnus Karlsson
