Humans
Humans, motherfucker
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
Humans, motherfucker
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
Sinister Simians, swinging in from the canopies
Eclipsing simple instinct with a bitter drive for clarity
The single minded killers with a systemized insanity
That's spanning seven billion different synchronised realities
Primal shift, we're suicidally survivalist
What else alive can meet the high requirements to rival us
Intellect adept at weaponising its environment
The predators with sentience are redefining violence
Now we can kill a guy from kilometres
High calibre kinetic energy, signed anonymous
We pilot bombers over continents from offices
No need to leave the conference to demoralise a populace
We've got a shopping list of profit driven politics
Conflict is a business, economically ominous
With monolithic knowledge in this monumental consciousness
We wanna be the honoured conduits of the apocalypse
Lords of the very laws, cause and effect
We're at war with it all coz we're forced to reflect
It's a sentient storm of enormous intent
Being mortal is torture, this court's in contempt
Mind's in a spiral, we try to connect
Living separate dimensions, confined in our heads
It's the spectres in exile, divided in step
And we're desperate coz time is contriving our deaths
Humans, motherfucker
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
Humans, motherfucker
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
The slitted eyed silhouettes they see before extinction
This is intuition, greed and self perception with extreme volition
We conceived our demons, we built heaven, we don't need permission
Inventor, invention, and the interweaving thread between them
We fight for reason, for freedom, for pride
For our rights and beliefs and convenient lies
Since the rise of the species our legions collide
As if fighting for peace ain't defeat by design
The pilots and the product of a paradox personified
A flash of crossing wires between the abstract and the quantified
Tangled in a knot combined of conscious and subconscious minds
Demigods of logic and our wrath will not be compromised
Organic mechanical, animated mannequins
Plotting our endeavours through the lens of our borrowed thoughts
Propagate the emptiness, generate more passengers
All aboard for the hollow man's holocaust
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
Not with a bang, with a
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
Humans, motherfucker
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
Sinister Simians, swinging in from the canopies
Eclipsing simple instinct with a bitter drive for clarity
The single minded killers with a systemized insanity
That's spanning seven billion different synchronised realities
Primal shift, we're suicidally survivalist
What else alive can meet the high requirements to rival us
Intellect adept at weaponising its environment
The predators with sentience are redefining violence
Now we can kill a guy from kilometres
High calibre kinetic energy, signed anonymous
We pilot bombers over continents from offices
No need to leave the conference to demoralise a populace
We've got a shopping list of profit driven politics
Conflict is a business, economically ominous
With monolithic knowledge in this monumental consciousness
We wanna be the honoured conduits of the apocalypse
Lords of the very laws, cause and effect
We're at war with it all coz we're forced to reflect
It's a sentient storm of enormous intent
Being mortal is torture, this court's in contempt
Mind's in a spiral, we try to connect
Living separate dimensions, confined in our heads
It's the spectres in exile, divided in step
And we're desperate coz time is contriving our deaths
Humans, motherfucker
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
Humans, motherfucker
We're running the game
The food chain ain't nothing to a hustling brain
The great humans, motherfucker
Apes summoning flames
Nothing is safe from the cunts with the guns and grenades
The slitted eyed silhouettes they see before extinction
This is intuition, greed and self perception with extreme volition
We conceived our demons, we built heaven, we don't need permission
Inventor, invention, and the interweaving thread between them
We fight for reason, for freedom, for pride
For our rights and beliefs and convenient lies
Since the rise of the species our legions collide
As if fighting for peace ain't defeat by design
The pilots and the product of a paradox personified
A flash of crossing wires between the abstract and the quantified
Tangled in a knot combined of conscious and subconscious minds
Demigods of logic and our wrath will not be compromised
Organic mechanical, animated mannequins
Plotting our endeavours through the lens of our borrowed thoughts
Propagate the emptiness, generate more passengers
All aboard for the hollow man's holocaust
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
Not with a bang, with a
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Writer(s): Bob Bradley, Thomas Richard Balmforth
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