Burning the Seeds

<br>This century came <br>To wipe out all man <br>To clear all diseases <br>and enforce... <br><br>Her own plastic fever <br>What can you say when your mouth is filled with shit <br>and your soul is enveloped with brands and tags? <br><br>&quot;Shall we buy a new guitar? <br>Shall we try one more powerful car?&quot; <br><br>Well <br>What can you say <br>When your eyes glare so bright <br>to the sight of your soul enveloped <br>And what can you say for your own defense <br><br>When nothing will change from my birth to my death <br><br>Man the last epidemic on earth <br><br>In cycles and circles <br>The ball will keep rolling <br>Your heart keeps on beating <br>for some reason <br><br>This century came <br>To wipe out all man <br>To clear all diseases <br>and enforce... <br><br>Her own plastic fever <br>What can you say when your mouth is filled with shit <br>and your soul is enveloped with brands and tags <br>An empty pulse <br>Not a trace of passion <br>still goes unheard <br>for the rest of the worms.