Jungle Rot

take me lead and follow me to a special place
heaven could not compare to this
sorrowless, all that was lost is found again
the easy way, pharmaceutical bliss
mind control for the masses
all humankind, self diagnosing their lives
medicating all singular thought
lead to believe there's a mental disorder you've caught
so you man up and admit your guilt
addiction is nothing more than this
sorrowful, all that was found is lost again
withdrawal, now where's your bliss?
slavery for the asses
all humankind – self medicating their minds
individual thought is now dead
not a single cell exists in your shell of a head