Lirik
Isolated and robbed of all life
We bow our heads towards flickering lights
Like moths to the flame
We worship these graven things
Like they were real
Hypnotized and stuck to the grid
We devour our own digital feces
Juiced up with chemicals
Blinded and numb to our downfall
And so we dance through the matrix
With eyes frenzied and our minds adrift
Promises of enhancement
'cause they made us hate ourselves
There will be no redemption
Only our withering
Bestialized and impoverished
Clusters of withering flesh
Our own abandoned children
Fed to the furnace of shackled stars
S.O.S
Seems like we're drowning
Behind the veil
Overkill
Written by: Tom Schmidt
