The New Gods

How can you Justify
 All the lives you fucked up?
 Show me the "truth"
 And I'll show you the cover up
 Sick to my stomach
 Sick of the lies
 'Cause everything you touch
 Curls up and dies
 Strong arming weak minds
 Tell me how can you sleep at night, alright?
 Pretty well I'm sure. Trust me you'll get your turn
 Before you watch the world burn
 Your profit, my coffin
 What's left for the rest of us?
 Your profit, my coffin
 Sick dead and dumb but it's okay 'cause
 Your profit, my coffin
 What's left for the rest of us?
 Your profit, my coffin
 A sacrifice for the new gods
 Planting caskets, like seeds
 Laid to waste with the worms, the weeds
 White lies on the labels we read
 Fine print felons, down with the dying breed
 Your profit, my coffin
 What's left for the rest of us?
 Your profit, my coffin
 Sick dead and dumb but it's okay 'cause
 Your profit, my coffin
 What's left for the rest of us?
 Your profit, my coffin
 A sacrifice for the new gods
 Helpless - Crucified
 Tell me, how can you Justify?
 A sacrifice for the new gods
 What's left for the rest of us?
 Your profit, my coffin
 What's left for the rest of us?
 Your profit, my coffin
 Sick dead and dumb but it's okay 'cause
 Your profit, my coffin
 What's left for the rest of us?
 Your profit, my coffin
 A sacrifice for the new gods