Текст песни Social Sterility

Time for my omittance

From a sterile existance

Where the weekend pays homage

To stereotypical perpetuation

Must inebriate my senses

Into a state of delirium

Before I turn to the meat-rack

For my penial selection

Apathy spreads

In unison with social disease
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A scourge that infests

The cattle markets of youth

Unconscious, just promiscuous

Deprived of self-respect

In the selling of their bodies

All emotions dead!

Thoughts absorbed

Lost in sense of direction

Its time to sit down

And reassess my course of action