Cynical

It's starting up
Yeah, it's raging like a beast in a cage
You can see that freight train coming
It's unstoppable and burning with rage

Subservient
To the media complex in your head
They provide the divide to the masses
To feed the fire, feed the hate, feed the dread

We've become a loaded gun
Quite cynical

Born and bred pushed to the red
Condition critical

Force unrestrained
Power and gain
Condemned to suffer in a world gone insane

It's waking up
We've already got one foot in the grave
A kingdom of ash is worth nothing
When nothing is left to be saved