Success Is... (Hanging By The Neck)

What do you think makes a man take his own life with his own hands When tomorrow ends today, what a glorious day it'll be... Man has succeeded in mass destruction Man has exceeded its capacity here on earth Goddamn this world and everything ravaging it Ah, yes... success. It's hanging by the neck This tyranny has gone on far too long Reparations are now demands Humankind rides a pale horse - the taker of lives The gears of a giant monopolized mind - a self-propelled death machine An internal wasteland. Every human being that now stands No remorse and no recourse. There's no turning back, this is a holocaust now A mortal sin Total control of the end On top of the chain of life Exhibiting total control Had we stayed lichens, had intellect not have been... a paradise this would be... This is what you made. This is what you helped create Craftsman of hell on earth. How can you live with yourself? Begin voluntary human extinction. No better time than Now What do you think makes a man? And can it be destroyed?