Lyrics:

There's a simple diagnosis for this vicious symbiosis feel the growth of rogue psychosis we are the cause - we are the cure Across each continent and nation spread without discrimination, we refuse our medication - yet inject the virus pure. Father, mother, sister, brother. Everyone infects each other. Insidious, incestuous love? (A feeling more akin to hate) Vying constantly for power and changing sides with every hour, in homes built with machine-gun-towers, (the sights trained on the garden-gate). Seems we made our greatest error when we named it at the start for though we called it