Eccentrics of society
Ascend to the top
Knowledge of the flesh will birth a new ally

Synthetic creation at the hands of the flesh
An economic godsend for those with the most desire
No longer will the Gospel run our world
And destroy human evolution

An ally for all humans will prove optimum
In this ever changing world
Tradition and text has proven to be primal
Not suited for Earth's constant flux

Forbidden industry
Intelligent agents
Will prove beneficial
We are our own gods

Profits will rise for those with great desire
The weak will perish with the rest of the obsolete
Tradition and text has proven to be primal
Not suited for Earth's constant flux

For far too long have I rejected
These alien elite among the few
Waste of flesh
Animus for useless drones
Waste of flesh
Tradition is obsolete

Weak and inferior
That is all they are
A cult created from arrogance
Waste of flesh
Animus for useless drones
Waste of flesh
Tradition is obsolete

We will never
Face bondage
From you
Religious tyranny

We spark Iron Youth
Urban chaos
We crush traditional lies
Urban chaos
Stygian zeal
Urban chaos
Praise the flesh
Urban chaos

An epicurean life we share
Liberty through the flesh
Ostracize the ones of the suit
Take reign in this concrete jungle

They claim we are all deviants
I claim they are all drones of the herd
An uprising constructed by eccentrics
A city without religious dogma

For the ones that are static
You are unsought
For the ones seeking rapture
We embrace for the flesh
All we require is lust and desire

Humanity is stratified
Swear first to the self
Then to the masses
Individual zenith of the flesh

I have heard enough from these PC pigs
PC pigs!
The lies and dogma from these PC pigs
PC pigs!
Eternally a criminal to these PC pigs