The animal depraved and led astray Brainwashed to turn away from the face of nature and feed the machine You are the ever turning gear shifting to keep the wheel rolling Running like crazy just to stand still Submit to the hand that feeds you The man made god masked behind the cross We've become so numb to the pains of existence You've gone blind, stripped of your sense numb to the pains of existence Comfortable decaying in a pile of your own waste