Drained dead, the cycle is killing you
Force-fed, blindly you suffer through
Stand still so no one will notice
With blind eyes like that
Snakes just creep up your back
This is survival-our demise
This is extinction-throught modern eyes
Sit back, hold your eyes open wide
Pitch black, they're coming in from all sides
Play dead, you aren't the one feeding them
That does not mean the fires don't burn
Show me where to sign
Heavy are the thoughts
When we try not to think of them
Stale go the words when they're said
Cold is the heart that was dead from the start
Born to die with no thoughts in our heads