[Verse 1]
Listen and I'll tell you the story of our end
Equate the calculation
Salvation's fucking dead
Learn the lesson quickly
The enemies of reality bring the sickness
Of cleansing genius

[Refrain]
One, two, three, four
Five, six... seven

[Chorus]
What are we but men without eyes?
Swimming through the poison of design

[Verse 2]
Create the infinite and expand the question
Count to number seven
Your day of rest creates infection
Your imperfection

[Chorus]
What are we but men without eyes?
Swimming through the poison of design
[Bridge]
The waves ran, as the storm came
The lightning in the distance
Signaled the coming crushing days
The sky was brooding and beautiful
And the gulls sailed like recycled (One, two)
Fragile (Three, four) entities (Five, six... seven)

[Verse 3]
The waves bled, as the storm changed
In the cold embrace of the unknown
Not even blood could bring us warmth

[Bridge]
There is no future shock
There is no god
There is no fashionable deliverance

[Chorus]
What are we but men without eyes?
Swimming through the poison of design
What are we but men without eyes?
Swimming through the poison of design