Wind down the ticking clock
Zero hour approaches
Just when you forgot,
It crept right up on us
And now we're in the home stretch
The final countdown,
-- The Grand Finale
Whip up the myths
Crack open the fables
The endgame is upon us!
Line up the Gods
Bring out the Demons
Let the Last Act begin,
-- Cause the Bible tells me so
All roads lead to Rome
Except those paved with good intentions
Yellow bricked and without pattern
Spiraling through the countryside
Each adventure around the bend
Becomes a poor decision
-- To leave the beaten path
Termite-like dismantling
Of the socioeconomic infrastructure
Of local self dependence
Has created the needy
Weak servants of the Man
And his God who flies on eagle's wings
-- To get a better view
Vermin breeding machines
That swallow nature
And spit out strip malls
Banks and police stations
And excrete substances
Scientifically formulated
-- To last forever
Die you self-righteous pig
Your reign has gone on long enough
You have reached a fork in the road
So you take your favorite option
And go backward
Into the illusions of your past
-- Back inside the womb of the monkey
When you can't go forward
Because the locks
You installed in your brain
Were meant to provide security
Then the threat was a lie
And your enemies
-- Were those you had trusted
So the stage is set
The end is coming
This ludicrous farce
Has run its course
Its gutted torso
Can only look back and smile
-- It went insane along time ago
