[Music: Pat Johnson & Rv] [Lyrics: Pat Johnson & Aaron Snow] This is my times' genocide Ignorant minds We stand proudly Crawling in Unions Of ma** hatred Voiced as unity Adaptive complaints manifest Learn to blame others for mistakes that don't exist Breeding Dying contempt Voiced The useless need Feeding Inspired heartless revelations cage the souls Pour prejudice into the holes Fill the holes Wasteful attempts approach the lost and the powerless You teach the child's mind Steal the soul for the tribe and point the finger of hate Hope to never feel this way again hope to never feel this way again so you lost your world In this bed of hate Left with lies And nothing The paradox of lies the paradox of lies