The stench of betrayal wafts from the future
Inheritance squandered in a frenzy
The lust for luxury at any cost to be paid by the future
Narcissus seduced by his reflection smiling from the lake of blood
Blind to the landscape of broken things crushed under his heels
Admiring his gory fingerprints on history
Proud of this then, the Sixth and Greatest Extinction
What will survive this terminal shopping spree?
The fire and brimstone unleashed on us, by us
Hell no longer a nether world
But the Rubicon running through our living rooms
Hades unleashed here and now
All warnings ignored, mocking instead
The lake of blood oozing from Cassandra’s corpse
The sirens wail fires burn unchecked
Awaiting the flood of Noah
No Ark on the horizon
To save the simians sinking back into the ooze
Laying down another layer in the strata
The end of history faintly remembered
In the fables round the campfire
The end of god who never existed
Melts into the tales burning in the fire
Mythic memories of a shiny civilization
Just a rusting hulk in the lake of blood
Now an ocean lapping at the door