They

"What's your answer to this problem that human
beings have lived this way for millennia upon millennia?
Why haven't they changed?
Why haven't you, who are listening now, why haven't you changed?"

Hiding behind a shroud of lies and deceit
Their greed never stops
It will burn you down to your feet.

So high... we rise and we fall
We end up with broken bones
This is deaths final call
We are the dead chosen ones...
...that you feast upon

"Fighting, fighting, fighting.
Building up more and more armaments, destroying each other.
Now why don't you,
if you are at all serious in this matter,
why don't you ask yourself that question?
Why haven't I,
a human being who have been to all this... why haven't I changed?
What would be your answer?"

Like a virus corrupts the weak-minded
It will turn on you and consume what remains
Until you're dead.

So high... we rise and we fall
We end up with broken bones
This is deaths final call
We are the dead chosen ones...
...that you feast upon

"Either you are not serious.
You want to live a very very superficial life,
and that superficiality temporarily satisfies you.
Or you really don't care.
As long as you're immediate pleasures,
immediate satisfactions... you really don't care.
You don't care for your children if they are murdered,
or you really have no deep love or affection for them.
If you had, you would prevent all wars.
So, apparently, none of these things mean anything to you."