In-Con Sequential Art
Friday
Feb122010

The Second Video Game Apocalypse

History reruns itself episodically
And verily, we lay unto you our prophecy
Publishers fall like burning angels to the street
While developers suffer their Control+Alt+Delete
The Faithful cry "C0splay, how can this be?"
But it already happened in 1983
We’ll watch Rome fall, set ablaze, systems burnt to cinders
End of every engine, we’ll not see another render
Sony, Xbox, even Nintendo disappear
Every platform that we love, every brand that we revere
So fall on your knees, to Japan your Lord and Savior
Mind your saves and levels, be on your best behavior
Pray for salvation, in that final continue
Take your quarter off the screen, no arcades left to save you
The chord has been pulled, it's our eight-bit eclipse
The second coming of the video game apocalypse

Calluses all fade away
Nobody left to play the game
No high score for us to claim
This must be the end of days
Revenge of the Nerds no longer
Stomach growls with 8-bit hunger
Combine censorship and politics, the churches call us heretics
It’s scary but it’s very necessary that we end this shit

Heroes in disgrace -- cast into the light
Games have been erased -- lost our final fight
It’s time to face the facts -- we lacks the controls
Bemoan our eulogy while the death bells toll
For the RTS  -- the versus fighter
The FPS -- the simulation flyer
The provider of RPGs, MMOs, platformers, side-scrollers,
top down twitch shooters, all goners, so we wander
Aimlessly along the streets
Looking for the j-pop and for the beats
Of rhythm dance machines that caused revolutions
Before our market met with financial execution
Institution, once empires now memories
Rise of the anti-game second coming of ET
Game over?  We've died? Machines out of order?
Can’t play anymore, no matter how many quarters?

Calluses all fade away
Nobody left to play the game
No high score for us to claim
This must be the end of days
Revenge of the Nerds no Longer
Stomach growls with 8-bit hunger
Combine censorship and politics, the churches call us heretics
It’s scary but it’s very necessary that we end this shit

Master Chief's Halo was stolen away
And Niko went to prison for his GTA
You could hear the death rattle of Xbox live
When the Video Game Apocalypse arrived
Watch MMOgres all suffer for the lack
of the daily grind fixes lost with World of Warcrack
Coaching strategies and play books turn to dust
While the gridiron gorilla lays to rust
Now Half-Life and Fallout aren't games, they're descriptions
Of the gaming landscape left after the attrition
From the final boss battle  we have entered but can't win
So long as they're convinced video gaming is a sin
No glitches, no codes, no way to blow a Warp Whistle
And this is not the right forum to yell out magic missile
They have set us up the bomb, we have lost this Tecmo Bowl
Is there a cheat code in Game Genie to save our souls?

Calluses all fade away
Nobody left to play the game
No high score for us to claim
This must be the end of days
Revenge of the Nerds no Longer
Stomach growls with 8-bit hunger
Combine censorship and politics the churches call us heretics
It’s scary but it’s very necessary that we end this shit


Cast out to the land of Nod
Paradise is truly lost
Brought low at such a cost
Weep now for a perished God
Obituary for the end of a season
We speak of this, yes we speak of treason
The industry is finished, I can’t stand to be a witness
To this shit we’re in – a hero has to rise and save the princess