We're killing ourselves
Too late to give a damn now
The science inside us, menacing
The leaders inside us, posturing
Cleanse the mess
Too late to give a damn
Too late to save us from ourselves
Killers
The calling
Cleanse the mess
The will that's inside of us, it's dying, end is coming
Too late to beg pardons from the mother
Goddamn we fucked up the circumstance
Wait, wait, wait for the coming of the end
Wash me off inside
Swat at the flies, vomit disgust
It's okay, the ending, it's over no more pain
Cannot, receive, the obvious
Emotion, the hatred
Too late to make it all go away
Line up, cattle and cut the neck
Wash me off inside
Callous minds against trust and confidence
The sickness
Sick with greed
Line up, cattle and cut the neck
No more pain, no more pain
Line up, cattle and cut the neck
Cleanse the mess
It's too late to make it all go away
Deafening, we're not listening
We're killing ourselves
Too late to save us from ourselves
The pollution inside of us, suffocating me
Cannot, receive, the obvious
We're killing ourselves
The calling inside us
Wait for the coming, the killing the ending, the plight of man
The masses inside of us, suffering, they were bleeding
Drain us of life and cleanse, the mess
It's too late to beg the pardons from the mother
The sickness inside us, keeps you weak
Swat at the flies, vomit disgust
It's too late to save us from ourselves
Deserving no mercy, expelling by God's hand
Cannot, receive, the obvious
The voices calling to us
It's too late to give a damn, now we'll sit and wait
Cleanse the mess
