Death swims in our eyes.
Fluoride flows to pacify the sheeple.
Empty houses of worship from pews to the steeple.
Opium in Fort Knox, gold standard long been abando.
Hyper heating of the planet, oceans devoid of ice ebb and flow.
Heathens of industry drones care not the least.
But there will be no interstellar locomotive escape for them called the beast.
One spherical cage once vast of terrain.
None spiritual enough to stop us circling the drain.
Apocalypse clock inches within scent of demise.
Life is overrated, death swims in our eyes.