Culling

Written by：Christopher James Adler/William M. Adler/David Randall Blythe/John Steven Campbell

Bearing westward hell bound on old sixty six

I'm out for answers wind up with just bloody kicks

A pocket Jesus to light your path

A techno messiah enraptured crash

I couldn't make this sh*t up

The truth is bad enough

Out in the heartlands a smoking wreck

Of ill raised children and lost respect

Let me sell you illusions of concern

An endless loop of drown and burn

Worship while we tell you lies to your face

The bottom line a cheap

Disgrace

Electro lemmings line up to storm the cliff

The paying victims create a rapid shift

To empty commerce and wasted words

A celebration of the thinning herd

I couldn't make this sh*t up

The truth is bad enough

Out in the heartlands a smoking wreck

Of ill raised children and lost respect

Let me sell you illusions of concern

An endless loop of drown and burn

Worship while we tell you lies to your face

The bottom line a cheap

Disgrace

It's a f**king disgrace

I couldn't make this sh*t up

The truth is bad enough

Out in the heartlands a smoking wreck

Of ill raised children and lost respect

Let me sell you illusions of concern

An endless loop of drown and burn

Worship while we tell you lies to your face

The bottom line a cheap

Disgrace

Worship while we tell you lies to your face

The bottom line a cheap

Disgrace