Endeavor Mother Of God Lyrics

Mother of god, what have they done? I can only stumble around in fear. They've pulled it off with 5 years and 10 million dollars. Pulling the teeth of undesirables with rusty claws, scratching out their gums. But the blood is on the hands of the victims. The blood is on the hands of the victims. Robots of morality claim justice from the sky. Mass media fed jargon, fed jargon to feed us... we've been misinformed. The CEO's have claimed us, have claimed our lives, have claimed our destinies with their power (they've got us.) Depopulation. Reeking sweet genocide. Moralizing. Reeking genocide. Endangering alternative lifestyles with their greed, with their concoction, and we can't do a thing about it except stumble around in fear of what we do or touch, of what we think or know, of who we are. Depopulating. Reeking sweet genocide. Moralizing. Waiting to die. Perfection of the fine art of population control and all we can do is just bite our nails away