Communications bridged the gap between a thousand societies,
We're all together in one world,
There's no need for diversity, and only one god before our eyes,
Where once stood cross or calf or pentacle,
Now an array of magnets and tubes,
Vaccum not only of space but of mind,
And with this miracle of moderm masochism, we create an empire around a swollen tit,
And all you see is beauty unattainable by mortal man,
And isn't that the nature of gods?
That which we cannot even hope to attain?
And so we sing on, giving praise to the diety of depravity,
But hey,
That's entertainment, Right?
