Rapturous Overload

Your inherent lack of forethought brought you here...
 Redemption is Futile... Is this what you live for?
 Pushing your tired body through a viscus maze
 Trading trivia for portions of your soul
 Giving up your lives to be sold
 Shame; the declining state of man's potential
 Dulled by years of rapturous overload
 An endless feed fueling the need for the frivolous
 The damage that's been done cannot be reversed
 Is this your true purpose?
 Forcing your weary mind through the poison cloud
 Further into realms of confusion
 Pushed beyond the threshold of return
 Stupidity engulfs us like quicksand
 Does this grant you freedom?
 From that which ails you or does it enslave you?
 Further down the rabbit hole you fall
 As memories of light fade into subconscious
 Shame; the declining state of man's potential
 Dulled by years of rapturous overload
 The worth of sheep boils down to wool and meat and we have been harvested to bone...