The Geocide

Suddenly all of humanity's past accomplishments and vanities

Individuals and families

Human bureaucracies

Lost in the calamity

Those who thought this was a fallacy

And those who knew the end was coming

The universe, it always finds a way to purge

The sustainably inappropriate numbers that once surged

Death always wins, his molten torch forever burns

And to the ashes and the ground we are returned

Life exists to infuriate, berate, and subjogate

The hapless mortals shit-birthed on a human-altered planet Earth

Apocalypse

Sudden death of a metropolis

We fucking needed this

The universe, it always finds a way to purge

The sustainably inappropriate numbers that once surged

Death always wins, his molten torch forever burns

And to the ashes and the ground we are returned

Life exists to infuriate, berate, and subjogate

The hapless mortals shit-birthed on a human-altered planet Earth

Fuck the future

Fuck all mankind