The Disease of Man Lyrics

The Disease of Man
Don't trust the tongue
of a gluttonous mouth
It only embellishes
to feed itself
When the backlash
comes to a boil
negative chaos
only worthy to tell

This world will soon implode

Over privileged casting stones
To appease
Buying convenient truths
Part of the disease

Manipulation tactics are forced
but you will fail to take control
Of my will, of my strength, of my integrity
of my mind, body and soul

Pride in what you know
in who you are
Cherish what you have

Our world is scourged
with detached verdicts
All knowing mouthpiece in a box
Can one see a future where all bitter past is lost?

(solo)

Over privileged casting stones
To appease
Buying convenient truths
They are all a part of the disease