whats a soul go for these days
what would these shambling social mutants pay
politically and religiously lobotomized
deluded that this is life

I will never Ever
submit to this
this is not life this is an aboration

Programmed reactions from retarded faces
drowned in hallucination
cannabalistic christain locusts
wallow in thier insect lust
can no one imagine a more inspired future
that sterile white claustrophobia
or nuclear annhilition

I can't help but wonderin
have I seen the last man
or was it his disembodied legs
I dreamed of so long ago