Skeletons incubation manifesto

Cheap skin - so easily subjugated
Imprisoned here before our first breath
Their minds - completely inseminated
Shoot out your TV, sit in the dark - wait for death
Young, free and high
Buried under the sky
The eyes of this meat - blank
Our lives set to a tedious laugh-track
Fucked brain-dead; led back to the hive
For the young to grow inside your flesh
Empty carcass - gnawed of soul and life
Gestated larvae burst out from your chest
The revolution won't be televised
It will never come - let your pipe dreams die
Sever the voices of reason
And leave them behind
You won't mind if I sing about your corpse
I think that you would have wanted it this way
Another day bled pale of all remorse
Another worthless day
I will do nothing
I will not comply
This world is fucked
And I only came to watch it die