The Transit Gloria Mundi

Obedience to manufactured assembly
The infinite paths become the optionless freeway, mass marketing consumption itself
This extirpation is progress, collecting in the mouth of destiny
If sacrifice is necessity, so passes away all of the glory of the world
To live off hope or be drowned out, washed away
Destruction through construction
Multimedia landfill funkadrome
Drowned out, washed away
Responsibility through awareness
What it is, to be garroted by our own means
The third law, the final repercussion
To starve the ears and see in darkness
To cut the strings and return to innocence