Society
Every time I walk down the street
I want to kill half the people I meet
Mindless zombies running around
Like sheep for the slaughter
They don't seem to understand
They soil the world with their dirty hands
They're content just to follow along
And to take what they're given
I don't need their condescension
I don't care what they do to me
I won't conform to their conventions
In this fucked up society
You've got to come to your senses
Break free from their grand design
See through their false pretenses
See the truth behind their lies
Users feed on innocence
Like a virus, spread their ignorance
Isolate, fornicate, and consume
Without ever evolving
They don't seem to understand
They grab at the world with their grimy hands
They're content to follow the crowd
And to do what they're told
La sociedad
Cada vez que camino por la calle
Quiero matar a la mitad de la gente que conozco
Zombies sin sentido corriendo alrededor
Como ovejas para la matanza
No parecen entender
Sutierra el mundo con sus manos sucias
Están contentos de seguir
Y tomar lo que se les da
No necesito su condescendencia
No me importa lo que me hagan
No voy a cumplir con sus convenciones
En esta sociedad jodida
Tienes que entrar en razón
Libere de su gran diseño
Ver a través de sus falsas pretensiones
Ver la verdad detrás de sus mentiras
Los usuarios se alimentan de inocencia
Como un virus, difundir su ignorancia
Aislar, fornicar y consumir
Sin evolucionar nunca
No parecen entender
Se agarran al mundo con sus mugridas manos
Están contentos con seguir a la multitud
Y hacer lo que se les dice