The Last Generation

V1

I drink from bottles older than sin,

They say it’s safe, but it burns my skin.

The sky’s still blue, but it smells like flame,

We broke the world, then forgot its name.

V2

They sell clean air in silver cans,

Call it progress made by man.

We traded dirt for dopamine,

Built heaven out of gasoline.

V3

Our children play in neon dust,

The toys don’t rust, but the hearts don’t trust.

We taught them screens instead of seeds,

And wonder why the garden bleeds.

Pre-Chorus 1

If birth is hope, and death’s the plan,

Who’ll teach the sea to breathe again

Chorus

The ice is melting, our seed runs thin,

Plastic tides are deep within.

We filled our veins with plastic dreams,

The rivers choke, the cradle screams.

The womb, the world — they both still drown,

The last generation is breaking down.

V4

We chase convenience, call it grace,

Hide the landfill under lace.

The ocean hums a funeral tone,

A million bottles call it home.

V5

We built our faith on factory floors,

Prayed to profit, locked the doors.

The saints wore suits, the gods wore ties,

And none could hear the planet’s cries.

Pre-Chorus 2

If every cure becomes a curse,

Will we still sing when there’s no verse

Chorus

The ice is melting, our seed runs thin,

Plastic tides are deep within.

We filled our veins with plastic dreams,

The rivers choke, the cradle screams.

The womb, the world — they both still drown,

The last generation is breaking down.

V6

The stars look down through thinning skies,

Counting souls they can’t baptize.

We float in comfort, sink in pride,

The tide we feared is now inside.

V7

Each lover glows in borrowed light,

Warm for a while, then fades from sight.

Desire’s a flame we can’t sustain,

The smoke just spells our DNA.

Pre-Chorus 3

Can love survive what we became,

Or are we sparks without a flame

Chorus

The ice is melting, our seed runs thin,

Plastic tides are deep within.

We filled our veins with plastic dreams,

The rivers choke, the cradle screams.

The womb, the world — they both still drown,

The last generation is breaking down.

V8

They’ll find our bones beneath the mall,

Tagged and priced for one last call.

The fossils whisper through the clay,

“We knew the truth, but looked away.”

V9

A glacier cracks like breaking glass,

Each echo marks another past.

The Earth forgets our favorite songs,

We hum them still, but not for long.

Pre-Chorus 4

If silence speaks when we are gone,

Will memory keep the lights still on

Chorus

The ice is melting, our seed runs thin,

Plastic tides are deep within.

We filled our veins with plastic dreams,

The rivers choke, the cradle screams.

The womb, the world — they both still drown,

The last generation is breaking down.

V10

The mirror fogs with poisoned breath,

A slow confession dressed as death.

We sterilized the sacred ground,

And sold the echo as a sound.

V11

Yet somewhere under ash and chrome,

A heartbeat hums, it calls us home.

A seed survives the chemical rain,

Reminds the dirt of its old name.

Pre-Chorus 5

Can mercy bloom in plastic clay,

Or has the garden turned away

Chorus (Extended)

The ice is melting, our seed runs thin,

Plastic tides are deep within.

We filled our veins with plastic dreams,

The rivers choke, the cradle screams.

The womb, the world — they both still drown,

The last generation is breaking down.

Tell me — can we still turn it ‘round

Bridge

We’re ghosts of gods with plastic thrones,

Building empires out of bones.

The cure was clear, the cost was known,

But we can’t heal what we won’t own.

Outro

The sea grows quiet, the stars look down,

Our cities melt without a sound.

The cradle’s still, the echo’s gone,

The last generation carried on.