A race that hates who have [yeah]
More power or are different [woah]
We destroy what we cannot [woah]
Control with our index finger

We think we are powerful
When just a simple feeling
Can change our harmony
Destroying our defenses
And we're so blind
That we fall again

I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race
A race that talks about peace stealing food from the starved
I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself
Stealing food from the starved to make weapons to defend them

We cultive our bodies
And wish to never get old
We make masquerades of lies made up with the pain
Of inferior races
While our brain atrophies
In his cranial cell

I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race
A race that wishes to possess the secrets of eternal life
I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself
And think it's God procreating life in test tubes while praying to creator

*Why have I born human?
My supremacy is my disgrace
Why have I born human?
Always trying to go ahead of our time
Why have I born human?
Yearing to dominate the universe
Not knowing nothing about ourselves
Why have I born human?
Rational material
Born in image and resemblance
Of an unknown God
Unknown God [yeah]

Is this humanity purpose
To end as inorganic
Matter to feed the planet which we destroy
Because we think it's ours?