I
They melted the mountains for us, dear
It was for us that they poisoned our planet
They drove all those species to the brink of extinction
and beyond
for our comfort, our safety, and our pleasure
II
I strangled myself in service to the monsters I made
I called to Death, “take me,”
then I hid from the first sign of his cloak
III
I negotiated my salary using imaginary numbers
and wiped the slate clean with alcohol
Now I wait for the sun to tell me lies
but so far
it just tortures me with the cruelties of truth
