the age of humanity is past a sterile new environment where emotion cannot last your wretched laugh and feeble tears
life's simple joy is a luxury that they will never find
step into the light of day we'll see to all your needs give up to us your children of a new and useless way of life we'll feed them lies of our new age and off to work they'll go
to keep up peak production we'll exploit their petty greed if I work long and hard enough then someday I'll succeed but when your use has ended and you've worked long and hard you'll see yourself a wasted mess
I'll inherit the wasteland that's draining my life's blood I'm chained to the machine
sift through emotional wreckage weed the weak out from the strong with the dawning of our master race strong in body weak in mind drones work an anti-septic hive that our tax dollars bought
cleanliness and godliness the price you have to pay consuming all your wasted lives
the path you took was futile because you were deceived they told you, you were on your way and that's what you believed until one day you saw the gray that had become your life of suffering, toil, and strife they finally lost all use for your spent mind and failing health ow when you see your children it reminds you of yourself they will all fall victim to the system