Monuments Lyrics

Arms outstretched towards a waning sun

The memory of what we once called society

A burial between concrete and broken glass

The subway stands silent, devoid of the swarm, now speechless

The ghost of consumerism floats

Revisiting the gallows of a long lost dignity

I remember the flames touching the sky

The wasteland of our values

A vast grave with a million views

Like broken dolls we lie scattered

Our dreams absorbed through the cracks of a sidewalk

Through the ashes of meaningless monuments

We'll dance in circles

Woke slips into deep sleep, coma

Reason collides with ego-neurosis

Servants of a crooked scheme, deployed

Massive disillusion turned agitation

From the sewers to the elysian fields, backwards

Catharsis through broken links of the oppressed

Degeneration burns, lies explode

Through the falling monuments we arise

The sun has collapsed

Embrace the aeon of the weaklings

Slaves to the hive-mind

Stand up and suffer

Ghosts of our youth

Won't help the blind to see

Ghosts of our fathers

Won't save us from what's out there

Flood streams from the wayside, drown

Needle enslavement, cattle parade

Bringing down tyrants, uproar

Inner temples crumbling, dismissed

From the gutter to the golden gates, transpired

Uneven counts of murder, scorching defeat

Something to forget, deprivation weighs

Through the falling monuments we arise

Come with me

Behold the tides that darken the sun

Slaves to the grey skies

We inherit a world at the seams