D.G.G.R.S

Welcome to the wonderful century Join the crowd and start walking backwards Exponential growth at the expense of humanity Here we stab ourselves with our own daggers Toxic ideas heard a thousand times before We let old books define our behavior Self-proclaimed kings seated on a throne From the core to the edge, sticking to our role Welcome to the wonderful century This is the world we shaped Following the dictates We're the slaves of a self-made slavery Exposed for what we are We're the slaves of a self-made slavery So raise your glasses to the cause Fooled by precepts from the past We've been warned but we persist Narrow minded and convinced That the truth is in our hands It's way past time for a change 'Cause it's too late to retreat The end is near, our fate is sealed The hourglass ran out of sand I won't seat back while you profane our realm Living us stranded on this barren land Broadcast the aneurysm Terror of a nameless nation If life is a TV show We've reached the final season The line you drew in the sand Falsified, riddled with rust Reverse the trend It's the dawn of a new day Omit the role you played We'll carry this burden Keep on mocking the child that paves the way We'll put an end on this deadly malthusianism Welcome to the wonderful century Join the crowd and starts walking backwards Exponential growth at the expense of humanity Here we stab ourselves with our own daggers Fooled by precepts from the past We've been warned but we persist Narrow minded and convinced That the truth is in our hands It's way past time for a change 'Cause it's too late to retreat The end is near, our fate is sealed The hourglass ran out of sand