Superstition, disguised as faith
The fear of death plagues their eyes
Automated animation, a fingerprint personality
Born of desperation
So terrified that you just might dissappear when you die
And that there is no difference between right or wrong

Elimination of the modern nation
No need for the excess population
Twisted monuments of human decay
Old death to new beginnings
Remake the world in genocide
Everything they taught you is a lie

(Chorus)
Would you die for this?
Fake & fractured, soulless & manufactured
Would you die for this?
Crossbred & numbered, we are CYBERTRASH

Proclaimed by 1000 prophets
Believed by 1000000 fools
It's an endless line of tragedies
What is faith but another word for superstition
On the ruins of the old
Free of the moral waste
Perfect & gleaming
In the light of the morning stars

Would you die for my sins?
Or would you take my life & try to make it yours?
Prove me wrong, but I'll still see it my own way

(Repeat chorus)