Parasites - Solar Fake

No faith, no calm, no chase, no fission bomb

No breath, no taste, no meds, no human waste

No time to die, no sign to tag the lie

No breaks, no bounds, no space to run aground

We’re not blind

No aim, no fear, no need to interfere

No sex, no drugs, no clue how to fix the bugs

The faults are repeating, we crossed the line

Are we just competing against the humankind

The thoughts we’re defeating are redefined

And if we’re deleted by parasites, well, we don’t give a fuck

No tasks, no blame, no charge, no hall of fame

No hell, no bucks, no bed, no sleep, it sucks

No sense, no life, no omen we could survive

No blood, no grief, no cure for the strong belief