A race that hates who have [yeah] 
More power or are different [woah] 
We destroy what we cannot [woah] 
Control with our index finger 
We think we are powerful 
When just a simple feeling 
Can change our harmony 
Destroying our defenses 
And we're so blind 
That we fall again 
I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race 
A race that talks about peace stealing food from the starved 
I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself 
Stealing food from the starved to make weapons to defend them 
We cultive our bodies 
And wish to never get old 
We make masquerades of lies made up with the pain 
Of inferior races 
While our brain atrophies 
In his cranial cell 
I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race 
A race that wishes to possess the secrets of eternal life 
I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself 
And think it's God procreating life in test tubes while praying to creator 
*Why have I born human? 
My supremacy is my disgrace 
Why have I born human? 
Always trying to go ahead of our time 
Why have I born human? 
Yearing to dominate the universe 
Not knowing nothing about ourselves 
Why have I born human? 
Rational material 
Born in image and resemblance 
Of an unknown God 
Unknown God [yeah] 
 
Is this humanity purpose 
To end as inorganic 
Matter to feed the planet which we destroy 
Because we think it's ours?