You commit a crime and there is a punishment due.
No martyr is a victim. Our own fate we choose.
Is every rule perfect? Is every rule clear?
Is everything as loving as the god that hears you
try to explain it, but you just know one.
You were just taught one. You'd die for one.
You try to explain it, but a martyr knows his death.
Sacrifice or suicide? Nobody can tell!

All the boys dream of muscles and mind control,
and the little girls die for bodies like plastic dolls.
I know it's sick, but it's where we live.
If we're not the cure…

Victim is glorified.
Jesus Christ suicide.
Wipe those tears off your face!
Everyone is giving in.
I know he laughs with a smile on his second face!

I'll give your faith a name.
I'll call it apathy!
Everyone is selling their own suffering.
Everyone has sold out.

Are we parasites or glorified primates are we?
Tell me what does it mean?

Our daughters will go dance with the cannibals,
and our boys will die on televised suicides.
I know it's sick, but it's where we live.
If we're not the cure then we are the cancer!

Victim is glorified.
Jesus Christ suicide.
Wipe those tears off your face!
Everyone is giving in.
I know he laughs with a smile on his second face!

I'll give your faith a name.
I'll call it apathy!
Everyone is selling their own suffering.
Everyone has sold out.

The parasites have been here for two thousand years,
and we can't get it right!
All those tears have become tidal waves.

Cold and alone catastrophe. Change your mind and you change the world you see!
I'll beat the hate and gain the strength from what doesn't kill me!

Cold and alone catastrophe. Change your mind and you change the world you see!
I'll beat the hate and gain the strength from what doesn't kill me!

Everyone is selling their suffering. Everyone's selling their soul! Why can't I?

Cold and alone catastrophe. Change your mind and you change the world you see!
I'll beat the hate and gain the strength from what doesn't kill me!

Cold and alone catastrophe. Change your mind and you change the world you see!
I'll beat the hate and gain the strength from what doesn't kill me!

Can I see this through?

Victim is glorified.
Jesus Christ suicide.
Wipe those tears off your face!
Everyone is giving in.
I know he laughs with a smile on his second face!

I'll give your faith a name.
I'll call it apathy!
Everyone is selling their own suffering.
Everyone has sold out.

Are we parasites or glorified primates are we?
Tell me what does it mean,
when all those tears have become tidal waves in my mind?