Rust in Our Lungs

Concrete cracked

Sirens stuck on red

Billboards flicker

Selling what we bled

Skies taste bitter

Ash on every tongue

We built our temples

Now we live in the slums

This is the fall of humanity

We signed the end with our own hands

Prayed to the teeth of the hungry machines

And called it a promised land

Rust in our lungs

Smoke in our dreams

We did this

We did this

To ourselves

Glass-eyed children

Staring at the glow

Towers leaning

Like they almost know

All our gods

Fit inside a screen

Screams sound quiet

Underneath the steam

This is the fall of humanity

We signed the end with our own hands

Prayed to the teeth of the hungry machines

And called it a promised land

Rust in our lungs

Smoke in our dreams

We did this

We did this

To ourselves

Who will remember

What we forgot to save? (hey!)

Names in the rubble

Numbers on a grave

We were the fire

We were the plague

King of the mountain

Made out of waste

This is the fall of humanity

We signed the end with our own hands

Prayed to the teeth of the hungry machines

And called it a promised land

Rust in our lungs

Smoke in our dreams

We did this

We did this

To ourselves (to ourselves)