We have a capacity for rapacity
This human condition
Bred into deception
Bred to believe manipulations
Forced to consume
Controlled for produce and blinded
Our grand depression
We have a capacity for redundancy
This demented affliction
Our grand depression
And exquisite farce, guiding my misanthropy
A myriad of choices in vapid world of abasement
Bred for extinction
Misanthropy within me, a reckoning force
On our path to extinction
We have the audacity and idiocy
An ignorant affliction
Bred for production
A ghastly farce of epic proportions
Loathsome and present
Bred to perfection
A myriad of choices in a vapid world of abasement
Bred for extinction
Misanthropy a reckoning force
On our path to extinction
Bred to believe manipulations
Forced to consume
Controlled for produce and
Blinded by a white fence utopia
Exquisite covinous drama
Nothing but tools, brainless fools
Exquisite covinous drama
Nothing but tools, mongrels, fools
Behold the stench of misery
Sweet bouquet of society
Result of apathy
We have the capacity for rapacity
This human condition
Bred for production
A ghastly farce of epic proportions
Loathsome and present
Bred in to perfection, bred for extinction