Despite everything you think you know
You're ruled by a ruinous pack of lies
You mean nothing in the grand scheme of things
You're nothing in this vacuum hole of time
You are born to serve
A one use battery
A slave never to be free
This is all we are
Nothing to become
Way passed the point of no return
The insane have always been leading the blind
Down a path to benefit their cause
Their disease forced inside a stolid mind
"Now pray to Jesus on that cross!"
You are born to serve
A one use battery
A slave never to be free
This is all we are
Nothing to become
Way passed the point of no return