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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mindless Hope
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Paul Grosse
Songwriter
Mark David Burnett
Songwriter
Lyrics
Faced with the scrutiny of my peers
I'll study all the traits that are of little use to our race
It needs to be done with expedience and with an iron fist
Efficiency and rapid speed are keys you need when saving humanity
We need to seek
A way we can sneak at a peek and identify those who are weak
The root of the truth is so long in the tooth
And the age of the world that conceals all the proof
Will continue to hide and will make us all blind
Of a singular time when we all stood in line
And we took up an oath that did promise our growth
But our differences shine and our race so unkind
To commit such a crime that the strongest survive
Means we leave them behind and we leave them to die
The first step in cleansing
Is putting an ending to those who depend and beg
It's been boldly suggested that those who are tested
Be subservient and oppressed
Prey on those who can't themselves. Eat up! Help yourselves
Leave what you don't need
The big and the small
Preserved in some alcohol
Now, let's see here... what is it that you do
I can make this completely new
A better, outstanding you
This time I'll strive to define perfection within our kind
Such a shame that it took so long
We will work to keep our species strong
Discard the ones who are wrong
Utopia here we come
Dissect a kill, research with a thrill
Science is fun on those we shun
Rivers of red contain the genes they spread
Dirty and contaminated
It's plague-like and a black disease
The human race has been decimated
Let's hope our kids will never see
The horrors we inflict to be clean
There's going to be substantial loss, but we'll bear the cost
As grown adults, we expect results
Isn't this what we all wanted
To purge this infirmary
Of the feeble we've supported
Rid of all emotion from the task at hand
Dig until the answer's clear and ease the population's fear
Erase the residential waste of those we deem disgraced
Practice what we preach without the need for speech
This answers the question of our predicament
As long as we all agree, we'll be rid of all debris
It doesn't matter much to me
How we decrease society
We'll gather them, put them in a pen, and deprive them food
Or suffocate, incinerate, or whatever suits your mood
We'll control it all
And we'll decide who lives
And we'll determine who falls
We'll use their bodies to further our research of Biology
Strip them away
They're no longer human
Devoid of rights forevermore
No more talk
We're past the time to act, we need to execute our Final Plan
A mindless hope we'll give to millions over, a solution to every need
Raise their courage, then crush their spirit, revealing our evil sham
A false perspective, not unexpected, it's truly a righteous deed
Grieve for what we were because we're born anew
We'll all be free from sin. We'll all be perfect for all of eternity
Such is the vision I share with you
There'll be no hunger, no death, and no disease
At least until I was stopped... so much for Gattaca
Alone in solitary I still dream of isolating...
To isolate the fragile, the lame, the sick, and the different
Experiment to weed out the useless and the incompetent
I'll wield an iron rod to keep us all safe from imminent regress
No one left to protest, no one to rise against
Writer(s): Mark Burnett, Matthew Grosse
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