barbed wire mothers milk congealing blood for wine reality rots away cacophony of lamenting souls baying the hounds of war pestilence for a cure all are born to eternal war children with bloodied hands murderous indoctrination innocence bears no relevance birth is just a pretext of dying we are usurpers of our own humanity this is our creation this is our creation we are enslaved to this godless machine this is our creation this is our oblivion one by one we get in line asking why is anathema free thought an affliction indoctrinate medicate spreading like rats cancer of the world we are usurpers of our own humanity this is our creation this is our creation we are enslaved to this godless machine this is our creation this is our oblivion dead skin heart stings braided tout angry eyes smiles of rust and ichors noxious fume breathe you bastard children dead air dead things blood of tar vermins creed in the shadow of a god hypocrisy hysteria system of corruption benediction of evil sins forgotten virtue of lunacy praise of stupidity just conduits of the great machine stay in line do not deviate eyes forward progress is key do not ask do not feel do not question do not think come on take your share its your turn to stab your brother in the back welcome to the madness take your mask smile at god wash away your sanity we are usurpers of our own humanity this is our creation this is our creation we are enslaved to this godless machine this is our creation this is our oblivion