To Kill Ourselves

[Illume]

The sky drops into the tallest metropolis,
Consciousness evaporates, molecules ominous,
Nostradamus prophesied miraculous topplings,
A prophet's prophecies given by the hand of Mephistopheles.
The Earth reverts to ashes and life is reversed,
Was rife with perverse wishes, the purposefully vicious conversed,
Hurt was indigenous, malicious conformity,
Spun around til real humanity's the silent minority.
A preposterous prose is this life that we know,
It's a blight in the code, sitting right under our nose.
A celestial mistake that's righted by gold,
The plight that we know is fueled by the fight to behold.
It's a typo in bold, highlighted by rights that we hold,
We ruin this Earth by lightin' this fire that we blow.
It's night and we're all but erased from the light and our throne,
Gawping at gaping holes in the space where we might have been old.
There's a place where we roamed once, simplistic as 'home',
Our dominion dethroned us, there's no click and reload.
Thousands of years, suffering, void of recess,
To own something that was never ours to possess.
Cathartic effects are now only remarking at best,
We're in the dark with Kevlar on, strapping bombs to our chests.
Catholics confess, rhetorics express, too much to digest,
We command STOP! .. while our guts have regressed.
We gulp for a breath, laboured breathing is tiring,
Begging the skies while mother nature is dying,
God spits in our eyes, floods the Earth till we're dead,
There's no Noah this time. No, it's over. The end.