Growing Cold Lyrics

We've started the process
We've created a god
Worshipped by the masses
Is this the end of times?

This new deity is hungry
It needs sacrifice
Giving up our free will
We threw away our minds

We were born into
The age of information
Yet the knowledge we possess
Is becoming less and less with time

We are living in
The age of space travel
Still we are closed
In the tiny little world of our own selves

We have built a throne
For the ones that tread us down
For the sake of comfort
We're becoming slaves

Our brains are washed out
Still we're so unclean
Functioning as numb machines
As we're growing cold within

We were born into
The age of information
Yet the knowledge we possess
Is becoming less and less with time

We are living in
The age of space travel
Still we are closed
In the tiny little world of our own selves

Break the bonds
Free your mind
Get back what is yours!