Lyrics: Klayton
Music: Klayton
Has nobody noticed our infection?
This slow and willing genocide
Terminal sickness spreads
Through thoughts inside our heads
Our consciences under the knife
Willing transmission of disease
Worship new deities
Contagion
We’ve all succumbed to misdirection
Lost in the concerns of our own lives
Sedated willingly by our technology
Ignorant bliss until we die
Have we been sick since our inception?
Doomed to our own willing suicide
And as we watch it spread
The living become dead
But never stop to question why
Contagion
Sickness in disguise
Our contagion
Open up our eyes
Our contagion