Circadian Skizm With Progress Consequence
With our minds we design
Stamp our mark in passing time
Never weighing out the price
Of our selfish deadly pride
Foolish fascination
Advance in decadence
No consideration
With progress, consequence
We fuel our fate with lust
With progress consequence
We fill the streets with blood
History rinse and repeat
Our success is their defeat
Twisted story planted seed
Garden choked out by the weed
The current pace of communication
to the ends of this world and beyond
within the blink of an eye
all we've ever known could be gone
Servants to our own creations
severed souls in the storm
slaves to our desecration
conscience crushed by evolution
Has the wicked in this world
increased?
or do we hear just hear about it
with ease?
My mind erodes with pleasure
Still I respect no boundary
build break burn destroy the land
love hate learn another plan
progress
we find a way
consequence
the price we pay
