Dependent upon rape to survive every day, but your victim is dead and she gave you life. Jones for the fuel, Oil Junkie. Killing for more, like a fiend. Stumble and fall, weak and sick. Tapped the vein once too often. Oil Removed. Human Failure. Human chose its fate. Efforts to escape the hell that we create may prove to be too late. Crushed by the wheels of consumption, we choke on the air we breathe. Blind to the effects of our actions, we''re made to believe that we had no choice.
Lyrics submitted by sepultura1987