[Verse 1] At the ground floor of the towering spire, Two sides locked in a relentless fire. Polka dots versus stripes, their fierce debate, The last vestige of humanity's fate. [Chorus] As the flames climb higher, consuming the air, They bicker over patterns, unaware. In the burning skyscraper, their world's demise, Divided by trivialities, under fiery skies. [Verse 2] Pitchforks and knives drawn, the tension mounts, As polka dots and stripes lead to dire counts. The last political parties, locked in a divide, Their stubbornness consuming them from inside. [Chorus] As the building burns, alarms silent cries, Batteries unchanged, for priorities defied. The fire department split, in partisan zeal, Engaged in petty battles, their duties unreal. [Bridge] In the chaos of flames, reason fades, As humanity's last stand, in ashes laid. For in the midst of conflict, unity's plea, Lost in the quagmire of division's spree. [Verse 3] As the inferno rages, their cries unheard, They cling to their sides, every word. But in the midst of the blaze, they finally see, The folly of their squabble, the tragedy. [Chorus] Let us learn from this fiery plight, That unity prevails, in the darkest night. Beyond patterns and politics, let us rise, And rebuild humanity, under clearer skies. [Break] [Outro] In the aftermath's chaos, amidst the dust and debris, Their legacy lies buried, for all to see. The building collapsed, their quarrels in vain, As they forgot how to build, consumed by disdain. No architects remained, no knowledge to impart, For they spent millennia tearing each other apart. Their fate a cautionary tale, a donor party's delight, As they squandered their chance, blinded by their fight. Let us heed their demise, a lesson profound, In unity and cooperation, let purpose be found. For in the ruins of division, we see the cost, And vow to rebuild, before all is lost.
