With our minds we design   Stamp our mark in passing time   Never weighing out the price   Of our selfish deadly pride      Foolish fascination   Advance in decadence   No consideration   With progress, consequence      We fuel our fate with lust   With progress consequence   We fill the streets with blood      History rinse and repeat   Our success is their defeat   Twisted story planted seed   Garden choked out by the weed      The current pace of communication   to the ends of this world and beyond   within the blink of an eye   all we've ever known could be gone      Servants to our own creations   severed souls in the storm   slaves to our desecration   conscience crushed by evolution      Has the wicked in this world   increased?   or do we hear just hear about it   with ease?      My mind erodes with pleasure   Still I respect no boundary      build break burn destroy the land   love hate learn another plan      progress   we find a way   consequence   the price we pay