Apocalypse Swing

So what now? Nuclear energy didn’t stop the time
No last glory, no epic battle no last stand
The world didn’t  just end, it fell apart a little everyday
Doing nothing really was, the worst solution at all
Humanity devoured itself, while vegans just stood and watch
There is no future we use to say; Planet B was Planet A fucked up

Dancing on a dead wasteland
Plastic bags are our rolling plants
The bearded man was right
There is no live under the profit’ sun

Conqueeeest!
Waaaaaar!
Famineeee!
Death! Death! DEATH!

Plastic bags, our rolling plants
There is no future

Who could imagine that recyling at home wasn’t enough?
No epic moment to vanish land; fate condemned no one, was man
No zombie holocaust, no gods hand; only agony drowning day by day
Lives condemned by a greater will; brand new gods in an old apocalypse
Greed and lies corrupting the air; unrecicled corpses everywhere
There is no future we use to say;  money and profit won, what now?

Plastic bags, our rolling plants
There is no future
…
There is no future, no fucking future!