Future's song

For you, for me, I write
For the next century
When hopes would rise
After mankind's demise.

Me and you are mere passengers
As sailors run to lock the doors;
Even now they haven't learnt
That it's pointless to fight any more.

You know what I mean
When I say we're done;
This race is nearing extinction
Accept and move on.

God, if only you would listen
We are crying so hard here
Where's the peace, fairytales promised?
The Sepulchre-day feels too near.

Of all I've left for my saintly mankind,
I have one true wish today;
Remove the cloth that covers your eye
Pay heed to what has just been said.