Measured only by profit
The squirrel wheel starts to turn
A perfect though from an imperfect mind
Awaiting their judgement
Cycle completed eternally defeated
Bleeding inside
Humans made useless
A coalition of terror

Millions of fractions of what humanity could be, should be, would be

Obedient followers of a corrupted new world
A product of insanity remains

A superior being
Manipulating mankind
Minds defeated
Control completed
A need to break the system
A need to change the path

Their satisfaction our redemption
Their displeasure our demise

Obedient followers of a corrupted new world
A product of insanity remains

The need to justify
Their macabre genocide
Building their dreams
On corpse not cold yet

They tried to improve "the human perfection"
Incapable of taking on any more burdens
I am holding back my hate
An attempt to non-existence
We grind underneath their loathing

Millions of fractions of what humanity could be, should be, would be

Obedient followers of a corrupted new world