Faithless Saints - Death and Taxidermy

Can you feel the steady decline
As technology slowly makes obsolete these minds
Just marching on forward with our phone in hand toward the end
Should we pay no attention to those thoughts in our head
By the time they'll be useful we may already be dead
Emission cap two minutes late
GMO served on our plate, acidification of the ocean
Can we adapt and learn devotion for the world
Before it dies
With one in six fucking idiots
How do we make a change
When our politicians are all criminals racist bigots, and insane
Everyone's just sitting shocked
In their underwear and socks
Eyes glued to the news
Fishing for your vote they pull you up
Tear out your spine, and consume you
White man on the hunt looking for their game
White man on the hunt looking for some gain
I'm not surprised by the mass genocide committed in the past
Purification of the species has put us on the fast track
With no genetic diversity, it seems we all must eat each other now
Competing for the same kind of space and food
I look forward to eating some of you

Written by:
Robert Rios

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