I Am The Leviathan

Ten thousand years and what do we have: Schools replaced with factories
Psychic vampires consume our moans, and houses are replaced with cubicles
For too long have we been dwarfed by monuments to ourselves, toiling in the shadow of collective self worth
Dialogue has been replaced by the ravings of mind gangsters, but soon this will be swept under Lotan's tide
The rubble of the past creates the walls of the future
Holdouts of civilization tremble, nationalistic pride crumbles
The protracted murder of the planet ends
Forsake your barren half life
Unchain the chthonic beasts