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