Algorithm

It's difficult to write a song against

A new paradigm of selfishness

When I know that it will never change

It seems that the law of entropy

Has found a home in our morality

So let's imagine a world based off of instinct

It's every man for himself

No more handouts

No more second chances

All will hail

Pleasure exalted

Progression forever halted

By the hands of our selfish nature

By the hands of our selfish nature

We would all be living in caves

We would all be living in caves

Anyone can show hatred

But it takes a man to ignore his instincts

Anyone can show hatred

But it takes a man to ignore his instincts

It takes many men to build a home

But only a boy and a match to burn it down

My God, brotherhood, and heavy music

These are the only things real to me

My God, brotherhood, and heavy music

These are the only things real to me

Anyone can show hatred

But it takes a man to ignore his instincts