Words & Music by Mike Power

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