Song: Cat’s Cradle
Artist:  Nequient
Year: 2018
Viewed: 77 - Published at: 6 years ago

Last vestiges of civilization
Swallowed by self-immolation
Enlightenment and inclusion
Prove a vacant facade

No room for doubt - just guile
The confidence of the vile
Insularity, xenophobia
Have their day in nuclear glare

Laying our cards on the table
There’s no fucking cat and no cradle

The bloodlust wells up again
Lines are drawn in the sand
The dreams of peace
We once shared
Giving way to final nightmare

Violent lure of gratification
Capturing all in stagnation
Locked in fruitless competition
Slouching to extinction
We get the end that we deserve
For our arrogance and our greed
Last act in theatre of the absurd
Capital left no room for empathy

Let’s get the fuck out of here
On a train headed for nowhere
Trace the countless strands
Held by withered hands
Still no fucking cat
And still no cradle

( Nequient )
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