You make it so god damn difficult

Living, with purpose

Ask yourself "is it mind over matter, or something else?"

From birth they plan to infiltrate our minds

Fight this

What do I have to do to show you that we can beat this?

If one could only realize that this generation is fucked

Ask yourself "what is the point in this?"

Before on can slowly change his ways

Delusions of a false world

Guide the eyes of the people to an inconsolable earth

Future generations will look back in shame

That our species is stuck on such a primitive idea of currency

This generation's fucked

The recycled powers will fail to survive

Creating a lack of security

Opening the way for absolute impurity

The voices of the masses falling on deaf ears

Leaving an endless purgatory

Counted only by its years

This concept creates exploits to desolate

But if one should fail

Another will advance and overthrow

Supremacy has conducted the population

You're just a fucking face

Behind your cloak of demise

Through these eyes, the world will bellow

So here's your fucking "dear diary"

I'm having trouble seeing clearly

On taking life from these innocent men

I'm fucking running blind

I see blood left and right

This is torture

This is fucking genocide

You want my fucking life?

Then step the fuck up

The orders have been given

Bodies falling into the earth

Desecrated by our nature

Driven by our most dominant dreams

My mind is slowly slipping into hysteria

Onward for a blackened win

Infiltrate our consciousness

Until there's nothing left

We're all part of this experiment

Forced upon us by our masters

If only for the day, I play god

I play god today