Can we live through this?
  
  Agents of the devil are you all
  Prostituting mundane revolution
  March on man/machine
  Fear should only be of yourself
  
  Fear should be of yourself
  
  You rape all human pleasure
  Harvest economic slavery
  Bleeding whores of greed
  As our montrosity turns on us
  
  Still I struggle to remain conscious
  Because you idea of right
  Has always been wrong
  Always been wrong
  
  Always been wrong
  Always will
  
  Enriched by disease
  We fuck this planet dry and my question to you is
  Can we live through this?
  
  Mother squelch your children
  Far too out of hand are they
  Stumbling and stuttering your purpose
  On this day of reckoning
  
  You will be the death of you all