Spiteful Nature Lyrics

Condemned to the life of a nine to five grind,
It is depleting the inner peace of your mind,
Recycled in a corporal wasteland,
This will lead to the decline of mankind,
We are the architects of our own death,
Feeding on the ruins of what is left of our failed success,
A greed that grew in excess into a huge fcking mess,
Not yet dead; but we are all doomed to die,
And be recycled through humanities spiteful nature,
To detest the slavery of your governments and deny the corporate authority,

Condemned to the life of a nine to five,
It is depleting the peace of your mind,
We are the architects of our own death,
Overlooking the ruins of our failed success,
Not yet dead; but we are all doomed to die,
And be recycled through humanities spiteful nature,
Condemned to the life of a nine to five grind,
We have lost our minds
The decline of all mankind.