And $#&@ it makes me sick
That you believe this %#@!
Their words are cancer

And I haven't even scratched the surface
I can see the hate and venom you spit
It's hard to miss when your every word is drenched in it

The wolves are baying at our doors
While us "dirty pigs" heed their claws
Give them something to believe

Take is cheap or so I thought
But god damn their words are $#&@ing expensive
Tongues full of bad intentions

It builds and builds beneath their skin
I know there has to be fuel
The problem isn't those who believe for belief

But those who preach belief for power and greed
Planting a seed of anger, hate ignorance and arrogance
Your arrogance

Get off your $#&@ing knees
Quit praying to your grey god
Your omnipotent one

The machine is not where we belong
Tongues full of bad intentions
It builds and builds beneath their skin

I know there has to be fuel
But not when it feeds the machine
The machine