Destroyers of your own civilization
Love the dying
Species slowly disappear
Love the dying
Look out at the dead of summers window
From the canyon of the new concrete frontier
Love the dying
All races of the suicidal species
While riding a world they cannot save
Drawn faces, just fire their babies
In the heartland of the inner city winter
Burnt stone crying
The dying, the empty figures wait
Look out at the shadows of weeping buildings
Love the dying