I'm seeing greed, I live in fear
Our time has come, our final hour
If I admit I'm a monster, will you
Admit you're a complacent coward?
I hope you know you're no good to me.
Pure obliteration.
You throw stones in glass houses, 
Through sacrifice we're products.
I hope you know you're no god to me.
Pure obliteration.
You throw stones through glass houses, 
Can't you see the irony in this?
You look up to me.
(I hope you smile as) You look up to me.
There's nowhere to go when you're running from yourself
We divvied it up amongst the machines, 
Find the soaring of the Timing.
You convoluted bastard, 
Where did the morale go?
You are a fucking cross to bare... 
(Oh)
My vices believed in you, 
For every second underlies; 
My vices believed in you, and you lied.
Perpetuous, irrational, yet temperate over the masses
This sensation with false temptations
Will show you to the grave... 
Bitch! I'll press my luck now.
I'll mix some vodka with the blood from your skull.
Bitch! I'll press my luck now.
Finally return all your basking bloody knives... 
I'm seeing greed, I live in fear
Our time has come, our final hour
If I admit I'm a monster, will you admit you're a complacent coward?
(Oh)
My vices believed in you, 
For every second underlies; 
My vices believed in you, and you lied.