I Declare the World Is Done and Bust

Anything to declare, they bluntly asked Gold or silver, drugs stuffed up your ass? Just war, the shadow answered, that’s the risk. Do you believe a just war can exist? You’ll find that out when you have let me pass Anything else, they bluntly, coldly, asked No, nothing, you can search me if you must. My declaration, reason has surpassed More wars, the figure ranted, what's the risk. I declare the world is done and bust Though Jesus died and we’ve just been to Mass What did that do for Hitler, the guards asked? What we choose has existential risk As if we live enclosed in walls of glass Bombs, the figures chanted, they’re your task. Shall we let these strange, black figures pass? War is coming, guns and poison gas Anything to declare, the guards just asked? A war, they said, it's coming like a blast