Here's the sign that modern times is finally crashing down Weeds rise form concrete beds Dance 'til you're dead in the parking lots Take to the rooftops and see what's left The doors of empty homes stand open Like our toothless mouths Illness in a black rainbow Rifle through their pockets while saying last rites Here's the end that we have dreamt of Here's the face of the collapse Reach out for something living See your hands are filled with dust Walk under rolling clouds of fragmented bone Join the fanatics and rant to the sky The torrents of red murder mingle with the garbage Coagulate in heart-shaped stains Left out to dry in acid rain Left out to die insane The dues left unpaid are the only kindly fate Footprints collect with soot and smother out the lines The dwindled carry tattered wares On calloused backs of pride To climb the scape, the nails will scrape They cling to hope's last ride Gone are the days of reckless vanity Gone are the old songs from the shore A different set of eyes viewed the bleakest past Open sores breathe in the new mass Here's the end that we have dreamt of Here's the face of the collapse Sorrows grow with each tomorrow To remain is now the only task It is time to settle in the ash