Measured only by profit
The squirrel wheel starts to turn
A perfect though from an imperfect mind
Awaiting their judgement
Cycle completed eternally defeated
Bleeding inside
Humans made useless
A coalition of terror
Millions of fractions of what humanity could be, should be, would be
Obedient followers of a corrupted new world
A product of insanity remains
A superior being
Manipulating mankind
Minds defeated
Control completed
A need to break the system
A need to change the path
Their satisfaction our redemption
Their displeasure our demise
Obedient followers of a corrupted new world
A product of insanity remains
The need to justify
Their macabre genocide
Building their dreams
On corpse not cold yet
They tried to improve "the human perfection"
Incapable of taking on any more burdens
I am holding back my hate
An attempt to non-existence
We grind underneath their loathing
Millions of fractions of what humanity could be, should be, would be
Obedient followers of a corrupted new world
