You suffer?from a manufactured sickness and envy?by design
Pre-calculated?status and?patterns?of desire
Accumulation?and adoration, built?to feed your?ostentation
Perpetually?unsatisfied, but?you?never?question?why

So?hang?it on the?wall?of?your?golden?cage
Tell yourself that?it means something

Empty?actions?to fill?the?time
Commercial gods?keep you?in?line
Industry and empire thrive
While?you're?dying for?always?more

Your?endless hunger automated,?industry?defined
A systematic impulse,?parametric?lines
Subjugation?and?degradation the blueprint to your?annihilation
Your?assets personified, a?product?of the times

So hang a mirror on the wall of your golden cage
Tell yourself that you mean something

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more

So you can't take it with you but you don't use it now
A shallow life to crush you, drive you into the ground
So scared to lose the nothings you acquire
Everything must fall, bones on a pyre

(So scared to lose it all,
So scared to lose it all)
Always more
Always more
More and more and more

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more
Always more