We're a broken generation,
With the social rules in reverse.
Chaos is our creation,
As we mark the Earth with this curse.
The women chase the men,
As the men patiently wait for the women.
The bullies seize the day,
And the heroes have to pay.
We cheer for criminals,
And heroes who break the rules.
This is our Kleptocracy,
The end product of Democracy.

Ours is a massive empire,
Tainting the Earth with ill,
Ready to taste the fire,
If it turns out to be real.