Enslaved by instinct and desire
We profess the age of wisdom
Wrought by want and sloth
Behold the new church of reason
Insatiable beyond comprehension
We long for immediate gratification
Chiding the weak and the meek
Excess is the scale of elucidation
Welcome to my shallow grave
We're crucified, condemned, and slaved
Welcome to my shallow grave
Where are the erudite and brave?
Puppet masters craving for power
The keepers of truth shrivel and cower
We have long lost sight of what is right
Subordinating sympathy for might
Insatiable beyond comprehension
We long for immediate gratification
Chiding the weak and the meek
Excess is the scale of elucidation
Welcome to my shallow grave
We're crucified, condemned, and slaved
Welcome to my shallow grave
Where are the erudite and brave?
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