Your thin lips, curl, into a smile,
Which seems so bitter
Your eyes glitter, as the nectar flows

Your foresight, must be, 20, 20
For your timing, is pristine
You seem to have, chosen, the right seat

Consume, reap the benefits,
Of your, hopeless ignorance
We have, nothing left to debate,
You are, a fucking parasite

You seem to find, satisfaction,
Within, the affluence of all your naïve kin

Did you really think, we wouldn't see straight through this
Act which you, portray without a conscience
Could you please, constrain yourself within this,
Shattered shell, where, you've hidden all, your integrity

Seep it up, until your vain is fulfilled
Strain some more, or you will idle farther
For in this place, there is nothing further,
Than to lie, in this relative darkness

I, have witnessed, this suffering, your suffering,
Has led, you to, cross that line, to cross the line [x2]

Seep it up, until your vain is fulfilled
Strain some more, or you will idle farther
For in this place, there is nothing further,
Than to lie, in this relative darkness

Consume, reap the benefits,
Of your, hopeless ignorance
We have, nothing left to debate,
You are, a fucking parasite
Consume the benefits
Your thin lips, curl, into a smile,
Which seems so bitter