The Double Helix of Extinction

Kleptomania Hearsay is drawing blood Nature has lost its solace Welcome the scathing solution Comfort is the sore beginning of tragedy Our city has crept into your valley A feeble human form Spiraling down vacant streets The metallic leaves slosh under its barren soles Peering out Rain slides down our cancerous skin Burn, let the burn in The advertisement: Diminish Your Existence Our city has trashed your valley Our city has scorned your maker Neon trees are littered Strangling the passing season The old baron, too tall for the weak to survive A carnal howl silenced It cracks the surface of pestilence The advertisement... Our city has trashed your valley Our city has scorned your maker Comfort is the sore beginning of tragedy Our city has crept into your valley When are you from? Where did we run? Transcribing hope that quickly slips away Slips away "Remember the good ol' days"?, the robot would say Conjoin the collective day Atomic family Heal your mind I enter bliss Psychosis Digital bath, scrubbing us clean Feel the downfall Exfoliate We're our own leeches The cycle continues Ancient gardens seen in dreams We're on our own leashes Recycle Turning black and secreting secrets Of our past, the baron allows Dropping the poison in our fountain We all drink the collective doom Recycle Recycle our fear Our city will crumble Our city wears turmoil Our damning God strikes down We have scorned our maker (nature) Nature seeps into concrete It's up to us to reshape this course Between the buried and me