Disorder

I have a stain upon myself A distant thought of what was new I can't afford to be precious When I'm becoming perspective Now that you know Environment is contagious We're under control Debt oppressed We're so dead we're fucking dead An abhorrence that's conditioned Eroding away by design We can't ignore this is a culture in decline We put our faith in the old ways thinking the past wouldn't drag us down A few pairs in the whole game better keep your role tame This is crazy town The system must come down Structure is the key The market god is an outrageous belief We're in a solemn state of grief From here until my dying breath There's no mistake the system does what it wants to Your god an unholy defence But I won't play you for fools And in spite of everything, I still feel ashamed And so the evil comes to play, and we laugh about it We roll a dice that lands in vein, our attentions shrouded A game of survival, conscience your rival We seem to see ourselves as seperate entities Our lack of empathy will kill us all some day The streets run red with blood we stole Resist the patriarch that's in control Hear the siren sound Our lifeless ways, where no one cares Evil was made and gave birth to our greed All that you want is not all that you need Have we forgotten what its like to be of sound mind? An angry surface and a slaughterhouse we deem kind We design our own demise Can you feel the anaesthesia kick in? I'll tell you what If greeds a virtue open wide The value disorder This madness is our prison Haven't you seen enough? The state of disorder We're docile enough for slaughter