What is this hell? What have you done?
Of all the things we've learned from ripping off this earth
The quan***ies were met and indirectly led to death

In the factories
Teeming with ripe disease
And on your bended knees
You took it like a man

Regret rears its de****able head
All those years of ingesting the dead
Living your life with your hands painted red

Gross remorse

In this the final hour
Now that you see what you've done
The canceled check of life and its bitter taste of dung
The stress of consciousness
In distress and blessing yourself with death

Wolves use their cunning and stalk in the night
We use machinery to exhibit destructive might
They've only the skills adapt for taking their kill
We hide behind the steel and are slaves to our will

You, the consumer now consumed
Your product, your insides eaten
Quite ironic, don't you think?

What have we done?
We've let the foolish taint the air and land
Of all the things we've learned from ripping off this earth
Plastic and m*** created sewer spewing humanure

In the factories
Teeming with ripe disease
And on your bended knees
You took it like a man

Gross remorse

In this the final hour
Now that we see what we've done
The canceled check of life and its bitter taste of dung
The stress of consciousness
Death obsessed and making a mess

Wolves use their cunning and stalk in the night
We hide like cowards, with machines to magnify our sight
They've only the skills ever evolving to kill
We hide behind the steel and are slaves to our will

You, the consumer now consumed
And by your product you will wither away

And I don't remember us starving to death
And I can't recall suffering through it all
They've shown me some things that I'll never forget
And I'll remind you when you're on your death bed

This is the grave, this is regret
This is the grave, this is regret

Look at this hell
Look what you've done

In this the final hour
Now that you see what you've done
The canceled check of life
And its bitter taste of dung

In the factories
Amidst the rats and fleas
And on your bended knees
You took it like a man

Gross remorse