We are encircled by sky-scraping headstones
In the graveyard of modern urbanity
A mass grave crowded with grey concrete caskets
We like to call our society
We can never see the sun
Because a skyline of grey twisting towers
Swallows all light, colours everything black
We grew accustomed to live in cities hostile to life
Like a morbid kraken, they corrupt the surrounding land
Fields displace forests
Untamed rivers become waterways
Wilderness vanishes
Agriculture dominates
Animals are degraded to beasts of burden
Native communities are wiped out
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We've become thralls of religions and drugs
Slaves to the supermarket
Servants of authorities, always kept on a short leash
The never-ending stream of ragged figures
That marches into factories
With minds altered by the numbing routine of the nine-to-five
We will work until we die from cancer or loneliness
Alienation devours fulfilment
Isolation redefined
The wires clutching Gaia's neck
The chains holding emancipation back
Spear in the heart of a free humanity
The prison of hope, our great misery
Behold the curse of industrial society
Civilization, our great misery