Mindless, now you will do as you're told Restore, worship the god of control Prepare, we'll have a new world our own Regress, withdraw and you'll burn alone Promising heaven, celestial home Inside your head now, insect has grown There is no problem to analyse Leaving this wasteland towards the sky No need to worry, you're in the zone Mind control fury, whispering tone Impure, sadness, manic depression Facing endless damnation.