They're gonna dictate castration but castration isn't for us

They're gonna make us infertile a lack of genitalia trust

I've heard 250 million people have paid to be exempt from the chop

Numerous races face extinction the future's financed wrong

They're gonna give it to the doctors

They're gonna give it to the pope

They're gonna give it to you

Options brutal for the common people the streets are neurotic and cold

Violence startswith that the money burns executions happen in the road

Overthrow the ivory tower shrieks the ones defending their gold

No one gets out here alive or without being butchered

They're gonna give to the actors

They're gonna give it to the mayor

They're gonna give it to you

Mandatory inoculations, meddling with my adolescent emotions

Am I the boy I could have been?

I'm dwindling, sterile, struggling to breathe

No future I see, just killing fields

No 'kids these days' no children's tears

Just mine and yours, and closing doors

The schools become slums as the reaper hums