InDust Reality

Isn't that Really what
It has Accomplished for Us
While pumping Gasolene in our Veins


Like its menacing mechanical sound of death
And It's nagging hunger for more and more horrors


Just watch as it ploughs through the ocean and land
Sows the seed of our knowledge in mind's seismic faults
Systematically contaminating our wisdom gland
Free the test tubes in all the biotech vaults..

And whatever the consequences then
Its "civilization" in utmost respectable terms

And won't it be pleased
If we squat on all fours
Put our necks in it's chains...


The Gateways are ours

And something is screaming
Thats going to make of us
What we can truly are
If we look long and deep inside

The gateways are ours
The portals of new wars
The gateways are ours
We can handle the scars...