Wit's End Lyrics

the revolution is lost by the idle revolters. with their fuck-society culture with their stagnant threats. the beaten beast imitates its dreaded master by gnawing at its own leg. it's easy to see what's wrong and never search for what's right. you try to find your self by following someone else. the corrupt competition of the hated world has been transferred into your society pit. hypocrite. lies. fucking violence. you are what you despise.