i've got a little disease
the only thing i mind
is my little ego;
my little world;
my little sky
and what my hands can take
and what my mouth can taste
i've got a little disease
the only things i mind
is whatever you put in this bag and say it's mine
but i do it for good
god has sent me for you

why should i care if the sun is too hot?
if there are people being eaten by my dogs?
it's progress

i've got some kind of disturb
but well, your soul is mine
so sit down, shut up
and watch my sacred empire
rise upon the ruins

why should i care if the sun is too hot?
if there are people being eaten by my dogs?
it's progress
and fuck all the rest