Well, here we are. We had so many chances to get it right. But we were cruel. We were turned on each other.

Humankind's future sold out for a short-term dollar. Had us worshipping the past so much we're about to be a part of it. And now we have one shot left.

The sun could dispel this darkness. But so could fire. It's all borrowed. And we'll burn brightly as fuel. We need to work together. Else we'll be buried deeper than the sundown.

If we remain in the past, what horizon looms could be our grave. Future fossils in waiting.

Either way the future is bright