Emotions inside us troubling
The hatred inside us escalating
The sickness inside us keeps us weak
The masses inside of us suffering
They are bleeding
The calling inside us sick with greed
The voices calling to us deafening
We're not listening

Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Swat at the flies omit disgust

The leaders inside us posturing
The pollution inside of us suffocating me
The science inside us menacing
The will that's inside of us
It's dying end is coming

Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess

Wash me off inside
Wash me off inside

We're killing ourselves killers
Goddamn we fucked up the circumstance
Too late to save us from ourselves
Callous minds against trust and confidence
Too late to give a damn now
Too late to save us from ourselves
Too late to make it all go away
Too late to beg pardons from the mother
Too late to give a damn

Now we'll sit and wait

Wait wait for the coming of the end
Wait for the coming
The killing the ending the plight of man
Deserving no mercy expelling by god's hand
It's okay the ending it's over no more pain

Emotion the hatred the sickness the calling