Sound Apocalypse

Mythus was a winner, the absolute beginner
 A bestselling toy
 Made of a billion memories, sentiments and enemies
 A promise of joy
 Whips us all in line to be slaughtered just like swine
 Oh, Follow that boy
 Enslaved more than ever and we still think we're so clever
 Plastic horses made in Troy
 It's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie toys
 It's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie boys
 Staring at perfection, abyss in all directions
 It's a hypnotic ride
 Change is ever-present, but no truth that can't be bent
 Nothing that we can't deny
 Prescribed so many pills and each and everyone just kills
 Are we now Jekyll or Hyde?
 Oh, hooked on all that sells and all that sells wears bells
 Anything we haven't tried?
 It's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie toys
 It's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie boys
 When everyone's a super hero it counts for absolutely zero
 The devil's chasing its tail
 Who are the spinning fates that everybody hates?
 I wanna glance behind that mystic veil
 It's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie toys
 It's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie boys
 Oh, it's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie toys
 Yeah, it's a sound apocalypse
 A round apocalypse by greedy virtual junkie boys