Perfect, the next witless torch bearer With a handful of teeth to cut on a stone jury Empty assessment Tireless input Raise your hands rejoice Governing mouthpiece with a hand up your back Talk pretty, spawn wretched New age action hero savior with hands that only take and break Creating systemic hell out of what's left Unhinge and unplug Fade to black No compass, no star Turn on the screen and show me my God When the latest hope is erected and you thank your maker Will they hear this time More praise lost in the static Adjust your faith on the dial Download, confirm This is who you are now