Damocles

Winter contigency won't account for
Acid rain from the sky above
Nuclear consideration is a must
But as for our planet, no one gives a fuck

Humanity begins to notice hell
The empty ocean, humorous for now

Call it a virus, call the kettle black
The earth's antibodies won't cut any slack
The earth's body is an ecosystem
And we have spliced the web it thrives on

Humanity will die on the throne
The Sword of Damocles, a prophecy

From the cradle to the coffin
The earth shall be our grave
We dig the pits that our bodies fall in
We sow the ash upon the land

Gut the titan by his neck
Lay that bloated corpse to rest
Cut the breath before it's drawn
It's easy as it seems

Drifting
Into the void
Deep abyss
Scrabbling
Man shall die