Twisted beyond recognition
A void featureless mask
Of the fastest bands
And material gains
And you expect this to last.
Shuck and disgust as another sells out
Bbut what the fuck did I expect
From a youth who are apathetic slobs
And this another record to collect?
It never was a fashionable pose.
It never was the fastest bands.
It never was high door prices.
It never was forgetting your beliefs.
It never was awesome mosh power.
It never was hero worship.
It never was right-wing, sexist bullshit.
It never was a marketable product.
But now it is a circus of clowns
But now it is a nation of record collectors.
