The Amenta - Vermin

Highly evolved?
Origin of the fucking slave
You are all voids
Comfortable null
You are animals
Who claim to be human
But you aren't trying
To reach the ideal

You are a primitive design
Nothing but base urges
A fight or flee reflex
You are vermin
A creature of impulse
Fucking and feeding
There is only reaction

Divinity is nothing
But a yearning beast
A crude vessel
Desiring refinement
A primitive rat?
Or a refined beast?
All in the gutter
We search for stars

Nature cannot be rejected
Cloistered and denied
But it can be tempered
In every futile struggle
In everything out of reach
In every distant goal
There is something human

You are vermin
Nothing but a flawed
Base rat
An insect of Insignificance
You don't have what it takes
To rise
You are vermin

When it's all so aimless
When there are no goals
When there it's all just reaction
There is nothing human
When everything is thoughtless
When it's all so aimless
When there are no goals
There is nothing human

Think
What do you consider important?
What are your goals?
Are you content?
You can choose
To be a pig in shit
Or something almost human

You are a primitive design
Nothing but base urges
A fight or flee reflex
You are vermin
A creature of impulse
Fucking and feeding
There is only reaction

You are vermin
Nothing but a flawed
Base rat
An insect of
Insignificance
You don't have what it takes
To rise
You are vermin