You think this is a fucking game?

I cancelled the bill, I came to bring the pain

Your fucking censorship won't keep me in my seat again

We're all forsaken I can't take it anymore

You bow before the throne another junkie rapist whore.

Kill kill kill the consumerist

And use the slit to get fucked for the fame.

Nothing is ever what it seems

Is this the best that we can be?

Nothing is ever what it seems

Is this the best that we can be?

Fading to the memories

Kill kill kill the consumerist.

So grab your pitchforks

Another moose to drag these fucking slaves

Are you ready for the kick off.

Kill kill kill the consumerist

... dig your motherfuckin' grave.

Nothing is ever what it seems

Is this the best that we can be?

Nothing is ever what it seems

Is this the best that we can be?

Fading to the memories

Kill kill kill the consumerist

And the shepherds been misled

You keep worshipping the dead

Fading to the memories

Kill kill kill the consumerist.

Be careful of the gods your children chose

They're worshipping an excremental throne

Now break the fucking mold.

Nothing is ever what it seems

Is this the best that we can be?

Nothing is ever what it seems

Is this the best that we can be?

Fading to the memories

Kill kill kill the consumerist

And the shepherds been misled

You keep worshipping the dead

Fading to the memories

Kill kill kill the consumerist.