Locust Logic (Absolute Zero & Heat Death Are Not What They Seem)

Our monuments are no longer solid
Have we lost all lore?
If no one knows where they're going
We'll never gather, we'll swarm
This could be tragic, I imagine
Like either nine of swords
Eyes blind to all that isn't light
Desperately looking to be warm

From far off it seems different
Nothing lost and nothing gained
But in the face of what some have boldly labeled change
We can't see the future past it everything looks like yesterday

A safe place for all our baby teeth and our demons

Now we all run from our freedom
Stalk the bleeding we mean to flee from
Don't know our homes when we see them
Drop to our knees in black woods, can't tell a leaf from a tree trunk

Nothing lost and nothing gained
The only change is in the illusion
But on the face that we claim isn't ours is a target
So if we can't freak our way out of this we oughta stay in the dark

Praying the night away
Complacent and embracing every predator
"Forget knowing better", "Whatever's next is what's best"
And now life is just a way to explain why we're digging graves