Foreign spirits enter our halls,
Invading our souls and turning our hearts sour.
The sky weeps frustration,
And the sea rages fury;
"Let's start a riot, baby,"
"Let's start a riot."

Black, cold malice seizes
The purest of beings;
Oh, 'sweet little children',
What do they take us for?
My demented fantasies
Pierce this cool, calm facade.
Tremble and quiver, honey,
Till you burst, till you burst.

"Let's burn it down, baby,"
"Let's burn it down."

Rambling senseless chatter
About "future" and "healthy",
How willing y'all seem!
To sip swill,
Consume fodder.
This I will not stand for,
Nor will I accept,
For intentions just or
Corrupt all the same.

You say this will help us;
You teach us to love hell.
Take us from our home and
Rot our houses to nothing.
You say you're prestige,
"Society, golden kingdom,"
But I say you're all madmen,
And that this is a prison.