The Human Condition Lyrics

Spewing forth the dogma, the chosen poison
Putrefy the airwaves, infect the sober mind
Quench the rational, crown the disposable
An invisible divide - coexistance, scorn

The human condition

Man's ruinous presence
Leaves nothing in its wake
Neatly molded and packaged
In the ashes idols are born

Nothing as frightening, nothing as tragic
Nothing as rancid, as undivine
None as heinous and ugly
As the evolution of our kind

Vultures encircle, the sickness ingrained
Material throne, flavor of day
A new generation in place of the fallen
With the same dismal outcomes

Nothing as frightening, nothing as tragic
Nothing as rancid, as undivine
None as heinous and ugly as our kind