D.G.G.R.S

Welcome to the wonderful century

Join the crowd and start walking backwards

Exponential growth at the expense of humanity

Here we stab ourselves with our own daggers

Toxic ideas heard a thousand times before

We let old books define our behavior

Self-proclaimed kings seated on a throne

From the core to the edge, sticking to our role

Welcome to the wonderful century

This is the world we shaped

Following the dictates

We're the slaves of a self-made slavery

Exposed for what we are

We're the slaves of a self-made slavery

So raise your glasses to the cause

Fooled by precepts from the past

We've been warned but we persist

Narrow minded and convinced

That the truth is in our hands

It's way past time for a change

'Cause it's too late to retreat

The end is near, our fate is sealed

The hourglass ran out of sand

I won't seat back while you profane our realm

Living us stranded on this barren land

Broadcast the aneurysm

Terror of a nameless nation

If life is a TV show

We've reached the final season

The line you drew in the sand

Falsified, riddled with rust

Reverse the trend

It's the dawn of a new day

Omit the role you played

We'll carry this burden

Keep on mocking the child that paves the way

We'll put an end on this deadly malthusianism

Welcome to the wonderful century

Join the crowd and starts walking backwards

Exponential growth at the expense of humanity

Here we stab ourselves with our own daggers

Fooled by precepts from the past

We've been warned but we persist

Narrow minded and convinced

That the truth is in our hands

It's way past time for a change

'Cause it's too late to retreat

The end is near, our fate is sealed

The hourglass ran out of sand