Presumption

Art is rarely truth

In the realm of mankind

Some are better than others

This world has become schizophrenic

Man your morals will destroy you

What an insane balance

What for unconsciousness

And for what life

Presumption of survival

Unconsciousness the only means of life

Presumption of survival

Morals make man

Modest and tractable

Man is the best

Domestic animal

Your measure is feeble

Your ideals are weak

Man your morals will destroy you

What an insane balance

What for unconsciousness

And for what life

Presumption of survival

Half-tint delight

Presumption of survival

No

You're not free

Hierarchy of taboos overcomes you

Man your morals will destroy your world

Escape

Escape idolatry of the excessive

Break the windows that prevent you to breathe

And jump outside into open-air

Lose your virtue

Escape this cesspool