I still remember the day the frost descended
It was the end of empty threats
From a God who must have meant it
We must have crossed a deity
Whom our greed and lust offended
And upon whose plentiful benevolence
Each of us depended
The biting chill swept across the lofty
Life we'd built
'Til mighty buildings were left
Crushed to look like tiny hills
The frost lifted up the rock
Exposing all society's ills
Those we tried not to think about
For what we might reveal
We set a course and travelled forth to grab resources
From the shrapnel of oil tankers and man of war ships
Battle forces we hadn't planned to have
A war with at all before
But now we have a lack of choice
This is the new reality
A gloomy anarchy looming
Held in the hand of one human
Who is that man it's me
Can't say I feel proud
This doesn't warrant vanity
The looking glass is frosted over and we cannot see
So we place our faith
And hope and dreams in smoke and steam
I mean why would we go to those extremes
If we don't believe
So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
Since you convinced your prideful self
That you've nothing to hide
The wheels of progress frozen motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Then death is coming home
The wheels of progress frozen motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Well then we're going home
Ever since the first of us huddled round the fire
With nothing to hide
But animal hides as attire
Our entire world was centered
And dependent on supplies of carbon
The new oxygen that we require to respire
We pampered life's complexities
Manufactured luxuries
While suffocating nature's lungs when we cut the trees
Now our comeuppance seems to be to huddle round the fire
With everything to hide and animal hides as attire
What goes around will come around
Whatever's underground
Will come up now you're not expecting it
And d**n well hunt you down
So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
Since you convinced your prideful self
That you've nothing to hide
The wheels of progress frozen motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Then death is coming home
The wheels of progress frozen motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Well then we're going home
Our stomachs are the furnaces
Our open throats the chimney
Our hearts the flowing pumps that
Need the bellow lungs to bring heat
But our brittle bodies are a pitiful device
Trying to subsist upon a trickle of supplies
With the vittles diminishing
I don't think it will suffice
Although species evolve quicker
When it's difficult to thrive
But that theory isn't something that always applies
Deprive us enough we'll suffer our inevitable demise
We are each expendable but the city must survive
It's just a pleasant bonus if it keeps us alive
So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
Since you convinced your prideful
Self that you've nothing to hide
The wheels of progress frozen motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Then death is coming home
The wheels of progress frozen motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Well then we're going home
