Welcome to the age of consequences
Bronze hands extend gripping at her neck
With an unceremonious “Swik!”
A barely notable red sound effect
We have gazed upon the fruit
So Schrodinger keep me strong
I turned towards Eurydice
And she promised the knowledge of right and wrong.
Every laugh will claim it’s the last
Every death in the family will claim it’s the first
Mourn the plastic reset button,
That Joker Jelly encrusted ship is burnt
When all the girls are women
When all the patriots, nomads
When straps line your shoulders
That weight’s going to snap your back
I will bless those who bless you
You’ll lose the people you don’t save
I will curse those who curse you
And we\'ll see if you\'re really so brave.