Tekster: Misery Index. The Unbridgeable Chasm.

These images of the television heads
Spouting promises that disappear in days
Move and shift as we cross the Styx
And the carnival slips out of town

Past ideas never did us anything
The rolling stone of progress flattened us
We move and shift as the Rubicon laps
At the fast of the masses that never return

You quench your thirst with ashes
You plant your seeds in sand
And watch as weeds devour

You pride these institutions that glorify disease
One thousand knives have stabbed
The backs of those you've deceived
You can't get there from here
The beaten path's a dead end road
Burning bridges coming down again

We hope and pray for a leader to come
Our new world man realized
Is the jackal enthroned with his suit and phone?
The financial demon's arrived

Hype and praise for the avaricious way
All sacrifices must be made
Get in line and put the noose on your neck
There's plenty of rope for us all

You think you make the difference
Yet you ingest their gruel
And reek with stench of profit

You pride these institutions that glorify disease
One thousand knives have stabbed
The backs of those you've deceived
You can't get there from here
The beaten path's a dead end road
Burning bridges coming down again
[Incomprehensible]

The crowd is shifting the target's getting closer
The bastard smiles with his sinister grin, yeah
It's retribution, no mercy ever given
The wolf is howling as the sheep devour