Mass production of poison, perpetuating human waste
Vile over-consumption, to crown an age of decadence
Increasing our addiction, with science used to modify
To cheapen our existence, where monetary profits lie
We are not alone, in seeing something wrong
Powerless we feel, our hope has come and gone
Sick, without a cure, the motives revealed
Greed, without control, the terror, surreal
Fate, it has been sealed, we're helpless to fight
Take, away our lives and vanish in the night
Sick and weary the amass with lines stretched 'round the corner
Prescription drugs shoved down out throats, to keep our minds in order
Sitting there upon a throne built high up deceit
Money flows like gasoline, to fuel the death machine
There is a truth beneath the surface
They'll kill us slowly from within