There is a sickness inside us
Rising like the bile
That leaves that bitter taste at the back of our throats
We are the only species capable of self-reflection
The only species with the toxin of self-doubt
Written into our genetic code
We wrap ourselves in the illusion of material success
We cheat and deceive as we claw our way to the pinnacle
Of what we define as achievement
Superiority to other men
A man cannot unsee the truth
He cannot willingly return to darkness
Or go blind once he has the gift of sight
Any more than he can be unborn
We wrap ourselves in the illusion of material success
We are the only species capable of self-reflection
The only species with the toxin of self-doubt
Written into our genetic code
We build, we buy, we consume
We wrap ourselves in the illusion of material success
We cheat and deceive as we claw our way to the pinnacle
Of what we define as achievement
Superiority to other men