Written by: Victor P.
“See Heartless Progress”
The world sings its song:
“To Hell with the children,
Protect all other living things,
Sacrifice all for our progress.
The future belongs to us,
We are the masters of our fate,
We are the engineers of our destiny,
We are the only gods of our lives.
Let peoples’ blood be shed,
Let it flow and cover the earth
As long as we get what we want.
So what if there’s blood on our hands?
Expediency is our method,
The ends justify the means.
Our goal will be achieved –
A Godless Paradise on Earth!“
The gears of the progress machine
Are oiled with the blood of innocents.
Crimson streams flow everywhere,
The horizon is painted bloody red.
Heartless naturalistic pragmatism,
Foolish mechanistic functioning,
Cancerous conscienceless plans,
In a hurry on the highway to Hell.
They’re breathing murder
And spreading hatred,
They now sow to the wind and flesh,
They’ll reap the whirlwind and destruction.
They want a Godless utopia here
But they’ll only get Hell on Earth.
The greedy and ungodly fools
Will meet their sad end one day.