Running the cycles
With no end in sight
Born into this culture
Never put up the fight
Spoonfed your thoughts
It is all definite
Follow and repeat
Make this infinite
Milk this land dry
Unto the next when done
All these foolish men
Turned up and gone
Either you join
Or this will be your end
This is now mine
Forget about the past
Give answer to her call
Conditioning your mind
Inline you shall fall
Demise of mankind
I am here alone
Only for my growth
No laws to abide
Only instinctive oath
Expand and live
Securing my own end
Eventually forgotten
With no way to mend
Give answer to her call
Conditioning your mind
Inline you shall fall
Demise of mankind