There You Saw Us

There you saw us
As we're sitting
On the self destruction cliff.

Killed by those empty desires
Waiting for the new messiah,

There you saw us
As we're playing
In the blood-red pinky room.

Building souls of silicon,
Mothers and their pretty sons.

There you saw us
As we're spitting
On the structure we're built of.

By the money-men inspired,
For the penny we're hired.

Now you see us
As we're dying
Burning in the hottest flames.

In the flames of our lies,
To the ashes of desires.