Presumption

Art is rarely truth
 In the realm of mankind
 Some are better than others
 This world has become schizophrenic
 Man your morals will destroy you
 What an insane balance
 What for unconsciousness
 And for what life
 Presumption of survival
 Unconsciousness the only means of life
 Presumption of survival
 Morals make man
 Modest and tractable
 Man is the best
 Domestic animal
 Your measure is feeble
 Your ideals are weak
 Man your morals will destroy you
 What an insane balance
 What for unconsciousness
 And for what life
 Presumption of survival
 Half-tint delight
 Presumption of survival
 No
 You're not free
 Hierarchy of taboos overcomes you
 Man your morals will destroy your world
 Escape
 Escape idolatry of the excessive
 Break the windows that prevent you to breathe
 And jump outside into open-air
 Lose your virtue
 Escape this cesspool