The science of their incubation

I think they'll soon be in control

What is it with this fascination

The warheads are the mother load

The secrets of societies

The victims are in dire need

What good is the philanthropy

The world's already on its knees

Are we enslaved? Can they withhold?

Are we enslaved? Under control

With sanctity there's idol hatred

Illusion can't be swept aside

The fallacies of humans prosper

When no one's even forced to try

The embrace of the final skull

The temptation of all they hold

Is earth the only real hell?

Will they discover somewhere else?

Break the chain, free your soul

A useless maze, complete control