Behold! The Human Being, more primitive than Television   The urges in the hearts of men, older than the science within   The machine comes apart with ease, the doctor's operating table   The hearts of men do as they please   John Wayne Gacy, Cain and Able   Feeding images into you, prying your eyeballs open   Somewhere deep inside, it's true   The red you see remains unspoken   The death, the rape, the tragedy   The world is an ugly place   What's capable inside of me   Is going to rear its ugly face      Taught to close our eyes and tuck ourselves away in silence   For centuries the world dies, everything I see is violence      There's nothing new under the sun