#Any coincidence are random. It is not my intention to hurt anyone's feelings# -------------------------------------------------------- [Intro] Bread and circuses – as the descendants decreed, Of a dead civilization, now gone and freed. We'll abandon our minds, reason, and all we've been taught. But what of wisdom and the future we sought? F**k it – you don't need that at all. While there's dirt to eat, we'll have a ball. [Verse 1] At first, a disposable delight, A distraction meant to be slight. It latched on like a tick, a parasite's kiss, Infecting us with a virus of mindless abyss. It eclipses the light that tries to reach your brain, The light of those who ease the world's pain, Who make it purer, a beautiful sight. You call them short-sighted, not very bright. Then what does that make you? Define your own name. [Pre-Chorus] There's no salvation in the dirt you chew. No fun in mass-producing this view. Nothing more vile than dignity turned to shame. Nothing more frightening than the filth you proclaim, You call it greatness and honor, a monstrous lie. [Chorus] Emptying your brains for the mainstream's demand, You label the noble and grand: A worthless creation, boring and bland, That fails to excite our doped-up command. We just want a cheap, easy high, Ignore the world's complex sigh. It's simpler for us, Eating Dirt, Than learning and growth, than healing the hurt. [Verse 2] Do you remember the time before the feast? -F**k you and your moral police! We're blissed out and happy, eating our dirt. Your kindness and virtue? They just make us hurt. We crave only lust and a laugh, nothing more, To eclipse you completely, to settle the score, So what you hold precious will burden us never! [Bridge] I bring you a tale meant to motivate, inspire, You reject it with spite, you throw it in the mire. I reach out my hand to pull you from the grime, You push it away, every single time. Why is this cheap, fleeting fascination so dear? This thing with no meaning, no lesson, no fear? [Chorus] Enough! Wake up! Spit the dirt from your mouth! You volunteered for the slaughter, heading south. You were never like this, stop living the lie! Stop Eating the Dirt that corrupts from inside! Because when what you so swiftly deny ceases to be, There will be no more you – you'll see. [Outro] Cleanse yourselves of what you so stubbornly ate. The dirt, reaching your brain, will dictate your fate. A doped-up zombie, a puppet to manipulate. Spit it out now, purify, don't hesitate. Don't let it consume you, don't let it win, Or it will be too late – for us all, and within.
