The vicious and the strong now thrive, the weak only exist as prey
Nature has come full circle, we're nothing but animals
Your idea of you in yourself is a prevarication, fabricated by masking your fears
Your skeletons now darken your doorstep, they breathe down your neck
No one is coming to save you
You owe all of your achievements in the saddest sense of the word
Every accomplishment is on the backs of others
Like a remora, riding coat tails just like trains
What the f*ck will you do on your own