Plastic flowers grow in plastic pots
Nourished by mobile phones that's how they survive
Youth can't utter gentle words
Cacti sting leaving a numbing pain
Swelling and sprouting in praise
Yet shattering at the light touch of reality
The doomsday alarm has long been buried in genes
Selfishness gilded grows lush and leafy
Evolution is a carefully woven lie
Without bones and muscles the idol can't stand
When doomsday comes they still run amok
Only greed remains arrogant in the ruins