Lyrics:

Get off on it
Pleasure in others' misery
Head up your asshole
Heart full of hate
Smiling moronic
You ignorant fuck
Careless and morally bankrupt

The masters have mastered the game
And you're not even invited to play
The masters have mastered the game
No one even knows your name

Standing before the brain dead horde of empty eyed inbreds
An orange cow appears
The blind seem to love what they hear
So high above the crowd
The buffoon grows loud
Chewing on vomit
Spitting bile and sound

Let nature take its' course

A false prophet of truth
Divorce coming down fast from miles above
A drop of water to break your fall
Scalding volcanic
Lack of remorse

Let nature take its' course

The eyes they tell a thousand tales
And no one even cares
So hip to be a pig shit in apathy
Oblivious and celebrated for nothing

Standing before the brain dead horde of empty eyed inbreds
An orange cow appears
The blind seem to love what they hear
So high above the crowd
The buffoon grows loud
Chewing on vomit
Spitting bile and sound

Let nature take its' course

We fear what we do not know (x4)

Light yourself on fire (x4)