God Of The Godless - High On Fire

Mannequin, imitation grin

Find a soul not left inside

Algorithmic, take my assistance

There’s something there to hide

Why?

Androidic man, he sells what he can

While we’re all just set to die

By your own hand, draw a line in the sand

Recreate a soulless life

Life

Our creator, we don’t fear you

Do your maker, we don’t care who

You put me here to serve you

They put us here to help who?

Who?

Whoa, demutanize, now their line is cursed

Bring an end, all left to fry

Speak not a word about the castrated herd

Being man is now a crime

Crime

The robotize, now we’re finalized

Part of the mechanized decline

Total eviction, the situation fits you

Or a chosen time to rise

Rise

Our creator, we don’t fear you

Do your maker, we don’t care who

You put me here to serve you

They put us here to help who?

Stupid man, I’m chained and slaved to

Stupid man, my help will scourge you

Stupid man, I’m chained and slaved to

Stupid man, my help will scourge you

Our creator, we don’t fear you

Do your maker, we don’t care who

You put me here to serve you

They put us here to help who?

Ow