Wandering endless fields of walking dead

Our minds succumb to images of emptiness

Weathered away we crumble with every passing day

Enslavement of the masses by technology

Why can’t we start again

We are eroding, with every passing day

Our actions are of insecurity

We are becoming fake shadows of ourselves, and all that’s left is just a memory

We are, we are eroding

We are eroding

We are, we are eroding

We are eroding, now

It’s all a trap for us

To love, to laugh, to hate, to like, for us to share

And with your lies poison the well

Expose yourself to us, but only parts you want all of your slaves to see

When will we break free from technology

Where do we go from here

We are eroding, with every passing day

Our actions are of insecurity

We are becoming fake shadows of ourselves, and all that’s left is just a memory

We are, we are eroding

We are eroding

We are, we are eroding

We are eroding

Where do we go from here