Lyrics A Higher Level of Hate - Fit for An Autopsy

A higher level of hate

Running down your spine
Into the back of your mind
Stare it in the face
A higher level of hate

Formulated free thought control is a prison
A swarm of devices hum in dissonance
Ill-intentioned and armed to strike at a distance
Fall into it, fall into it, no escape

Refine, eliminate
Obsolete, civil ideology
Hostages to the shadow state, a higher level of hate

Running down your spine
Into the back of your mind
Stare it in the face
A higher level of hate

Chaos by design
Burnt into your eyes
Stare it in the face
A higher level of hate

Beta tested districts are slowly enlisted
Bent to the persuasion of the architect
All emotion reduced into analytics
Fall into it, fall into it, no escape

Refine, eliminate
Obsolete, civil ideology
Hostages to the shadow state, a higher level of hate

Nothing
More
Than a wrench in the machine
Disposed of effortlessly

Nothing
More
Than a wrench in the machine
Destroyed so effortlessly

They know how to clean a crime scene (Careful, it′s listening)
They know how to clean a crime scene
Refine, eliminate

Gears turn through the bone
They don't all go quiet but they all fucking go

Wires and chains
Wires and chains
Wires and chains
Wires and chains

A higher level of hate
Running down your spine
Into the back of your mind
Stare it in the face

A higher level of hate
Chaos by design
Burnt into your eyes
Stare it in the face
A higher level of hate