Pathos Will Eat

Thousands of headless freaks

Brainless and out of grease

Rotten, shameless, cold-blooded Senile granddad's got

'em Keeping millions

Locked in a prison pit And

this is going down

Right here, right now No point

in fake illusions

Pathos will eat you alive

This is probably

Nothing but pure

absurd

Some bald puppet screams out loud

Tells the crowd to drop to

their knees And they listen with

open mouths Even if

Even if

The puppet spins a lottery wheel

For his favorite loyal pets The

rest are pissed as hell Still

march to the meat grinder Even

if

No point in fake illusions

Pathos

will eat you alive

This is probably

Nothing but pure

absurd

Pathos will eat you alive

Straight

to the scrap heap

Pure

circus One, two,

one, two