Zeitgeist

Living right under the crumbling empire

Death holds the world in chains, dragged in the dirt behind him.

Burning for change, earning nothing, learning to hate

Modern life is an itch that can't be scratched

Suffer oppression from the politics of fear

The generation of hopelessness is here

In a race to the worst, we are finishing first

This existence is bleak and all our futures are cursed.