Derelict Earth - At the Nadir of Men

I behold the fall of your so-called civilisation,
The flouting of the precious principles that once governed your lives,
The victory of vileness, cowardice and prevarication.
Unleash the atrocities, rip apart all remnant of social fabric,
Turn tolerance and solidarity, once virtues, into moral weaknesses.

This is the day the masks are let down, exposing the real human nature.
The search for the next scapegoats begins to appease the mongrel plebs,
The crowning of the upcoming fiendish figure is impending,
The nadir of men will soon be reached once again.

The lessons of history are about to be forgotten,
This crystallisation of hatred will ere long shatter on us.
Endless blackish streams of innocent blood,
Flowing from a mass grave to another,
Will stain nameless faces frozen in a grin,
That are now our plague, and in the future will be our martyrs.

Masses ignorance is following its inexorable march,
Against all forms of culture and inner growth.
This army of soulless demeaned drone,
Is such a fertile soil for all expressions of extremism.

The illusion of free will kept alive by the manipulators,
To render inescapable the next great social disruption.
This cycle of life and death, cultural magnificence and lapse,
prosperity and decline will remain unbroken under the regency of men.