Misanthrope

Look into the eyes of man and see there is no hope Civilized society is just a hollow game agreed upon False facades of charity hide the acidic souls of malice Greed overtakes any other motivation keeping us enslaved Finalizing our species extinction by toxic environment easily avoided And all the while we praise those who are the worst of us all The invented gods the tools to let you sleep at night Arrogant assumption of design placates you to go back to work So keep at the grindstone for a dream that never existed Keep working towards an ideal that cannot ever come true The road to hell is paved with the excuses of the masses There is no light at the end of the tunnel, just an early coffin The fat and lazy bloated corpses walking around in a daze Infected by insidious technology keeping them distracted The invented gods the tools to let you sleep at night Arrogant assumption of design placates you to go back to work