Your (Destructive) Self

Your (Destructive) Self

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