Planned Obsolescense

Created weakness for the numbers on the board Absurd amount of things, obsolete creation The lust for always more, indulgence in hunger A greed for power, the demon needs to feed From cradle you've been taught how to rule and conquer The Devil smiling, no, this isn't real Black vultures in the mist approaching, now closer The end is coming, we'll take it from there A message goes to all the souls To all those staying, face turned to the ground All you hold the key to infinite power That has always been here and forever Every time you step out, raise your voice Resurrected from the ground Designed for failure Behold the waste is burnt to the ground Face down and broken We dedicate our essence to this game No better time, let's dream on, wish for better You're on an elevated sense of greater These engines, power crushing down One day we'll wake up from this absolute nonsense A star long worshipped will burn in the red Disused and empty shell, icon of an old world Conscience awakened, we'll take it from there