Mutual Extraction from Extract by Echoes of the Moon

We were once different
We sought something true
And pure
We traded that in
For an empty void
A meaningless piece
That we’re told has value
So we tell the world
“Look what’s mine
Look at what I did.”
It was all for status
Fueled by fear
Of being left behind
Of losing something
That was never worth holding
Of gaining some attention
From those we’ll never know
To meet some expectation
That this is what should be done
When we finally look back
At a world devoid
Will it have been worth it?
When we’ve extracted everything
And we’re still not full
Will we extract ourselves?
When we’re spent
And we’ve lost all meaning
Will we cheer?
Or mourn
All that we once had?

This god has been forced upon us
The conditions are set
The more you hurt
The more you gain
They call it our nature
As if it cannot change
The environment breeds this
Those who benefit
Refuse to let go
As long as it feeds them
They’ll continue
It won’t stop until there’s nothing left
Every good thing we make
Will be corrupted

Is there still room for us in the world?
It’s never been harder to be heard
Through the noise
I hope someone can hear this.
Before we sign away it all
To that which always feeds
In this designed isolation
No one is in control
But everyone participates
We’re all mirrors
Hurting me hurts you
This can be different
Don’t look away.
I want to be free
There’s a light I can see
There’s a world we could make
A place we want to be
We could step forward together
I know the way things are
But it doesn’t have to be this way
Don’t you want this too?

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