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Human nature

Fetishizes all indignity

Born not for comprehension

But the weeping and gnashing of teeth

It's time

It's time

To crawl back in the womb and die

Man did not get to where he is

By ambition and strife over morals

But through submission, mediocrity

And mixing mud with his seed

Yes, the indignity fits well in the picture

Matches the ceilings lowered by excuse

By reasons, by drive to justify

The lesser, the weak, the lazy

Man's logic is such

Life wasted may be his own

But he will not succumb to lamentation

If there's a way to shift the fault

In the same vain as the rodents

In trenches dug to hide

In the clay-built wombs holding out the day

Sinking down in the fear of the night

Human nature

Fetishizes all indignity

Born not for comprehension

But the weeping and gnashing of teeth

And it's not what we did

Not what we will do

It was, and will be swallowed

It's what we didn't do

What what we'll never do

That cast a shadow over tomorrow

What we didn't do paved the hell

And the paths that lead there

What we'll never do put up the signs

And mapped it to be here

What we didn't do paved the hell

And the paths that lead there

What we'll never do put up the signs

And mapped it to be here