Zeitgeist (Ghost In A Machine)

Preachers, priests and nuns

Listen to their iron tongues

Parents who dare to care

Welcome a new nightmare

All of us are in

Now let this nightmare

For all of us begin

Reloading Columbine

The trigger pulls the sin

For someone out there

Death is close to win

The frantic bullet ride

They are just some ghosts

They are like ghosts in a machine

Teachers, school and guns

Better lock up your sons

This teenage hate they share

Brought up this cruel affair

Save me, save our souls

I am no ghost