You will all say that I am surely crazy
  Only an unrepentant pessimist whose thoughts should be detained
  But facts are sterile, not vulgar nor sublime
  And they're not religion, they're for everyone and signify the times
  Today is a window, tomorrow the landscape
  All you need to do is take a look outside to know what we're bound to face
    The level of disparity, the common man
  The manner of destruction of the native land
  The poverty of reprisal from all involved
  And the scathing trajectory from the past
    Markovian process lead us not in vain
  Prove to our descendants what we did to them
  Then make us go away