[Intro]
(Contagion)

[Verse 1]
Has nobody noticed our infection?
This slow and willing genocide
Terminal sickness spreads
Through thoughts inside our heads
Our consciences under the knife

[Chorus]
Willing transmission of disease (Disease)
Worship new deities
Contagion

[Verse 2]
We've all succumbed to misdirection
Lost in the concerns of our own lives
Sedated willingly by our technology
Ignorant bliss until we die

[Chorus]
Willing transmission of disease (Disease)
Worship new deities
Contagion
"We don't have to buy anything they make, do we?"
"Well, I say the less we have to do with fancy things we don't need, the better."

[Bridge]
(Contagion)

[Verse 3]
Have we been sick since our inception?
Doomed to our own willing suicide
And as we watch it spread
The living become dead
But never stop to question why

[Breakdown]
Contagion!
Contagion!
(Contagion, contagion, contagion)

[Chorus]
Sickness in disguise
Our contagion! (Contagion)
Open up our eyes
Our contagion! (Contagion)