We’re surrounded by traitors and thieves.
Like the plague of locusts they are,
they can not and will not be sated until they’ve stripped us bare.
And after they’ve passed, we’ll come out of hiding
to find that they’ve left nothing but ruins in their wake.
Track Name: Part II
But if there is any hope to be had, it’s this:
they’ll be dead long before us.
So after their ideas have been ground to dust by the heavy tread of progress, we’ll still be here: Rebuilding and regrowing.
In other words: Enjoy it while it lasts.
Because time marches on and your days are fucking numbered.