Moral relativism

What have we come to my love?
And where do we go from here?
Nothing is absolute
No more black and white, only vague shades of grey
The sacred is laughable
Meant only for gullible lesser beings
Oh we're so high up in the stratosphere
These wings make us feel so light
Daughters are mothers
Sons are fathers
Parents are children
Men are women and women are men
Nothing to look forward to
Nothing to look back at
Oh I forgot my love
I flushed our love down the toilet
Dying fish gasping for life
In an amoral sea of vacuousness
It's getting dark now my love
I think the tide is coming in to swallow us