Sit back, relax, alas
Look to the ground where all ablates
Impasse, feedback, comes as
The piper walks into its grave
Watch as the wind corrodes
And copper stains into the road
Then what are we to owe
The answers written in the stone
In the seas you'll see the change as the Moon so drifts away
What's to make of this decay entropy will kill it all

If the earth collapsed
If solar flares were to amass
If other life came to attack
Would we see?
In the walls the wars await as waters rise
We're led astray the heating skies to stay dilate am I few?
Lost to a time with much to face the filters signing its decay am I few?
There's not much time for us to waste entropy shall make its way we are few