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Mindless Hope
Mindless Hope
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Paul Grosse
Matthew Paul Grosse
Songwriter
Mark David Burnett
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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