Music Written by Matthew Grosse, David Elliott III, Thomas Dilliplane, Justin Brown, James Rivera – Lyrics by Mark David
Lead Overlay at 8:38 Written by David Elliott III - Performed by Rob Covello
Lead at 16:19 Written and Performed by Rob Covello
Lead at 16:40 Written and Performed by Tony Laws
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Eugenics – Determinate Progeny
Widowed Black Male, 63 – Walter Green
Still evaluating. PhD in Genetic Engineering. Wife died of questionable circumstances. Multiple displays of open racial aggression. Arrested for multiple violent batteries and outbursts. Escorted by armed guards. Observed, but not recorded. Must maintain 30 feet between patient. One guard watches through 2-way glass while other guard has high-powered rifle at the ready on the other side of the door in case Mr. Green becomes violent. I’ve assured them this isn’t necessary, however they have their protocol. Mr. Green dreams of creating a “Master Race.”
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(:07) Faced with the scrutiny of my peers, I’ll study all the traits that are of little use to our race.
(:30) It needs to be done with expedience and with an iron fist.
(:53) Efficiency and rapid speed are keys you need when saving humanity.
(1:11) We need to seek a way we can sneak at a peek and identify those who are weak.
(1:59) The root of the truth is so long in the tooth
And the age of the world that conceals all the proof
Will continue to hide and will make us all blind
Of a singular time when we all stood in line
And we took up an oath that did promise our growth
But our differences shine and our race so unkind
To commit such a crime that the strongest survive
Means we leave them behind and we leave them to die!
(2:39) The first step in cleansing is putting an ending to those who depend and beg.
It’s been boldly suggested that those who are tested be subservient and oppressed.
(3:21) Prey on those who can’t themselves. Eat up! Help yourselves…
(3:49) Leave what you don’t need, the big and the small, preserved in some alcohol
(4:02) Now, let’s see here…what is it that you do?
I can make this completely new
A better, outstanding you
(4:57) This time I’ll strive to define perfection within our kind
Such a shame that it took so long…
We will work to keep our species strong. Discard the ones who are wrong.
Utopia here we come!
(5:49) Dissect a kill, research with a thrill
Science is fun on those we shun
Rivers of red contain the genes they spread
(6:19) Dirty and contaminated
It’s plague-like and a black disease
The human race has been decimated
Let’s hope our kids will never see…
(6:41) The horrors we inflict to be clean!
(7:12) There’s going to be substantial loss, but we’ll bear the cost
As grown adults, we expect results!
(7:35) Isn’t this what we all wanted?
To purge this infirmary
Of the feeble we’ve supported?
(7:50) Rid of all emotion from the task at hand
(8:58) Dig until the answer’s clear and ease the population’s fear
Erase the residential waste of those we deem disgraced
Practice what we preach without the need for speech…
(9:47) This answers the question of our predicament
As long as we all agree, we’ll be rid of all debris
(10:46) It doesn’t matter much to me
How we decrease society
(11:34) We’ll gather them, put them in a pen, and deprive them food
Or suffocate, incinerate, or whatever suits your mood
(11:53) We’ll control it all
And we’ll decide who lives
And we’ll determine who falls
We’ll use their bodies to further our research of Biology
(12:22) Strip them away!
They’re no longer human!
Devoid of rights forevermore!
(12:45) No more talk, we’re past the time to act, we need to execute our Final Plan
A mindless hope we’ll give to millions over, a solution to every need
Raise their courage, then crush their spirit, revealing our evil sham
A false perspective, not unexpected, it’s truly a righteous deed
(13:21) Grieve for what we were because we’re born anew
We’ll all be free from sin. We’ll all be perfect for all of eternity.
(14:25) Such is the vision I share with you. There’ll be no hunger, no death, and no disease.
At least until I was stopped…so much for Gattaca!
(15:11) Alone in solitary I still dream of isolating…
To isolate the fragile, the lame, the sick, and the different.
Experiment to weed out the useless and the incompetent.
I’ll wield an iron rod to keep us all safe from imminent regress
No one left to protest, no one to rise against…
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