We bought what we sold.
Painted it red.
Covered the gold.
To fit right in,
We grabbed what we can't hold

Slithered and suffered.
No one has aged.
The edges are blurred.
To fit right in,
We built what we stirred.

Broke our bones,
Sold our homes,
Muffled our moans,
To fit right in,
We forgot we are the clones

This is our sin.
To fit right in,
We killed our kin.
To fit right in,
We discovered where we've been.

We are human.
A has been,
A thin skinned,
With a new spin.


Welcome to the today,
To the new age,
To tomorrow,
Again.