"I know what it wants now...
the void has swallowed the light
and the machine wants my soul"
The media machine knows what to do
It knows how to feed the poison to you
Useless information
for your useless little lives
The tv lies and pacifies.
Do you believe everything you see?
Children of the void, come, follow me
Denounce your faith and
penance the savior is unseen
I am the new drug, your poison godmachine...
Poison
Poison godmachine
Poison is a word,
God is a word used for fear
In subtlety we obey
through ink and broadcast wave
The doubts and fears that shadow media decay
Deprogram this affliction
and the cathode ray unclean
I am the last nail,
the empty soulless screen... soulless
Poison godmachine
And we eat the poison,
we created the poison godmachine.