A race that hates who have [yeah]   More power or are different [woah]   We destroy what we cannot [woah]   Control with our index finger     We think we are powerful   When just a simple feeling   Can change our harmony   Destroying our defenses   And we're so blind   That we fall again     I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race   A race that talks about peace stealing food from the starved   I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself   Stealing food from the starved to make weapons to defend them     We cultive our bodies   And wish to never get old   We make masquerades of lies made up with the pain   Of inferior races   While our brain atrophies   In his cranial cell     I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race   A race that wishes to possess the secrets of eternal life   I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself   And think it's God procreating life in test tubes while praying to creator     *Why have I born human?   My supremacy is my disgrace   Why have I born human?   Always trying to go ahead of our time   Why have I born human?   Yearing to dominate the universe   Not knowing nothing about ourselves   Why have I born human?   Rational material   Born in image and resemblance   Of an unknown God   Unknown God [yeah]      Is this humanity purpose   To end as inorganic   Matter to feed the planet which we destroy   Because we think it's ours?