end of history

halcyon days are not a thing

nostalgia is no excuse for stupidity

i don't believe in golden ages

or presidents that put kids in cages

america awaits on bended knee

can't you see

sweet children

locke's burden

why did mother draw the curtains

free will is your dilemma

tell me where do you really want to be?

at the end of history?

utopia is an opiated dream

what we want is an open society

one torn and frayed at the edges

with pages of imperfect changes

and every hallmark of rationality

can't you see

sweet children

locke's burden

why did mother draw the curtains

free will is your dilemma

tell me where do you really want to be?

at the end of history?

at the end of history nobody will be innocent

of naked crimes against eternity

we're in the last second of our december

tell me how do you want to be remembered

for generosity or a fucking monstrosity

tell me where do you really want to be?

at the end of history?