Contagion

Has nobody noticed our infection?

This slow and willing genocide

Terminal sickness spreads

Through thoughts inside our heads

Our consciences under the knife

Willing transmission of disease

Worship new deities

Contagion

We’ve all succumbed to misdirection

Lost in the concerns of our own lives

Sedated willingly by our technology

Ignorant bliss until we die

Have we been sick since our inception?

Doomed to our own willing suicide

And as we watch it spread

The living become dead

But never stop to question why

Contagion

Sickness in disguise

Our contagion

Open up our eyes

Our contagion