Mourn what you lost
Mourn what you never had
These are the good old days
The future's looking mighty bad
Envy the unborn souls
For they may see it all return
Pity the unborn souls
For they may see the endless burn
We cursed the ashes and the haze
We never blamed our foolish ways
We offered him eternal praise
He cursed us with the End of Days
Now say goodbye
An epitaph for modern man
The Earth can breathe again
Without us and our master plan
Don't cry for us
We had our golden days
Just smile and wave goodbye
The earth won't miss the human race