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I've got a mission I've got a heart condition Still I'm gonna spread it I don't need an excuse Why should I bother? I wanna be a father I want all the credit I will reproduce Each little facet I'm gonna up and pass it Down to my descendants To pass each on in turn And what it does, I Don't really care, because I Won't be in attendance It's not my concern Hating the fates for the things that we're not The closing of the gates pulls the strings of our destiny taut With the traits that it brings to our plot Genealogy waits in the wings while our bodies rot Tiny financial Burdens become substantial Too many to list 'em SongtexteEach one worse than before That's where they're headed Station has been embedded All part of the system That I will ignore My limitations Over the generations Keep everyone there in Their inherited place Fertile and failing All of my children trailing Out into the barren Future they must face Nothing we've had in this blown little universe Helped us to add to our own, so we shout and we curse Acting bad to the bone till we're in the hearse Leaving us sad and alone and it just gets worse I'm gonna send my spawn, fulfilling my only goal Spiraling on and on, forever out of control I'll never know who's who, or what becomes of their lives I don't care what they do, and I don't care who survives Watching the world go by with every door slamming shut No matter what they try, their status stays in a rut Till they run out of space, no way to win any round Running the human race, they'll run it into the ground Aus Songtexte Mania