Iron is still sharpening iron. The big machine keeps spinning and grinding. Score one for steel and prison bars.
Let us boast about tomorrow satisfied and confident in knowing what each day will bring. We’re brilliant if we don’t say so ourselves. Score two for steel and prison bars.
Let us wound no one. Let us avoid all conflict. This sweet fantasy land is so much better than hearing the truth of reality. Score three for steel and prison bars.
Surely our riches will endure forever and our crown secure for all the generations. Please don’t try to sit us down one-on-one and tell us otherwise.