whats a soul go for these days   what would these shambling social mutants pay   politically and religiously lobotomized   deluded that this is life      I will never Ever   submit to this   this is not life this is an aboration      Programmed reactions from retarded faces   drowned in hallucination    cannabalistic christain locusts   wallow in thier insect lust   can no one imagine a more inspired future   that sterile white claustrophobia   or nuclear annhilition      I can't help but wonderin   have I seen the last man   or was it his disembodied legs   I dreamed of so long ago