Forbidden truth.

I sit in front of you.
I stare at you.
The land's all disappearing in front of our very eyes,
but you don't seem to care.
Skyscrapers collapse, while babies cry.

We can fade out right now.
We can forget about our very existence,
but you choose to stay.
I don't know why.

(Don't try to reason it, just try to picture it)

It's too late now.
Decadence will blow us away.
Skin starts to fall apart...
I... don't know what to say.
Please, forgive me.

We're all performing a disastrous play.
May our children have mercy on us.