Don't tell me you don't surrender
And don't say you're not a servant
I see you slave away to the dictates of your senses you must obey.
In the name of freedom
We tie us up in chains.
You live on your knees, despite your lyrical pleas.
You bow your head to the ground.
Lust: this is your god
Greed: this is your god
Sex: this is your god
And he wipes the floor with you - slave
I reject this whole charade