We are not dead yet, we have not evolved We have no respect, we have lost control Going backwards, ignoring the realities Going backwards, are you counting all the casualties? We are not dead yet, where we need to be We are still in debt to our insanity We are not dead yet, where we need to be We are going backwards, turning back our history Going backwards, piling on the misery We can track it all, satellites See it all in plain sight Watch men die in real time But we have nothing inside We feel nothing inside We are not dead yet, we have lost our soul The course is being set, we're digging our own hole We're going backwards, armed with new technology Going backwards, to a caveman mentality We can emulate on consoles Killings we can control We're senses that have been dulled Because there's nothing inside We feel nothing inside We feel nothing inside We feel nothing inside We feel nothing inside We feel nothing inside