Lower Purpose Fit for an Autopsy

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[Intro]
Beast
I am the product of my fucking environment
The gold standard of visceral hate
An ever-flowing stream of misery and violence
Sold up the river
Our culture is a plague

[Verse 1]
And the shit trickles down
To the man in the shades
He can take his licks 'til he can't
And then you'll know his fucking rage

[Chorus]
I had a dream about revenge (Revenge)
A million bodies on the slab (Slab)
An axe to grind against them all (All)
You know that dream is all we have
All we have

[Verse 2]
I resent the forces that be
Paradise is a parody
The filth that grows in the weeds
Our house is a target for ends to their means
Tell me, is the thought of decency
Social serenity so obscene
There is no safety in numbers
When numbers don't meet expectations
A dead generation