Shapes, colors, sounds Unintelligible, thoughtless expression Thrown carelessly into my perception Cast aside all feeling, love As you are shepherded into policy Trapped in a cage of conformity We become what we're molded to be
Body and mind, desensitized Body and mind, dehumanized
The workplace has become a temple to the mind A monument to substance; tear it down Our existence is blind, meaningless at best This planet is a wasteland; tear it down
Dehumanize yourself and face to bloodshed
This is an edited version of the lyrics I wrote for my band Myth of I's song "Sub-Human."