Waiting for the End of the World (Ready again)

Scroll down, refresh, the turbulence attention-span-snip Another battleship christened with a blood-on-the-lip quip Diffraction of the real, a pixelated dread The children are inheriting the ghosts in our heads (Chorus) Check it check it again, the feed is painted red Thermonuclear lullabies for the soon-to-be-dead A planetary vigil in a digital haze Watching idiots provoke the end of days The pablum of consensus, a manufactured hum As the merchants of oblivion sharpen their thumb On the button, on the trigger, on the market, on the wire Singing hymns to the abyss in a cross-platform fire [INSTRUCTIONS: flow-soar morph hybridity chakra experimental sooth fluid source psychedelic-hum love-jazz vibraphone bounce-drop] (Verse 2) The satellites are watching in a silent, cosmic scream As the treaties are shredded for a fever-dream team A narcissist in chief with a schoolyard taunt Another with a legacy he’s desperate to flaunt They trade insults like commodities, a market for the fall While the algorithms gamify the writing on the wall Check it check it again, a meme a deepfake tear A sponsored post for survival gear The pablum is the poison, the toxin is the bait A billion little windows to a self-inflicted fate The atmosphere is buzzing with a low and rising dread The future’s a foreclosure, and the interest is the dead Check it check it again, the feed is painted red Thermonuclear lullabies for the soon-to-be-dead A planetary vigil in a digital haze Watching idiots provoke the end of days The pablum of consensus, a manufactured hum As the merchants of oblivion sharpen their thumb On the button, on the trigger, on the market, on the wire Singing hymns to the abyss in a cross-platform fire [INSTRUCTIONS: outro of erhu-ambient-shred-glow-drone] (Outro) Check it