This is the final calling, feeding us apathy Bow down and serve your master - the new machine Refuse to kneel Wallowing and choking on this force fed sanity Back from the dead, this is the final calling Hands grip the throat of the system Against the

It's all in your head You can't see the things that make Your happiness go away, well I can It's in your head Sad but it's true It's inside you Keep wallowing in your misery It's just inside of you You tell me, I've been walking on a railing

It's our curse that makes this world so hopeless Allowing our king to spread his genocidal wings Pull harder Flush gasping white reddening You smile and destroy it it's time that we end this