Circle Of Dead Children - We Wear The Gimp Mask lyrics

At the peak of evolution's tower we perch

and glare downward toward the understrappers below

Unable to see all the way to the bottom

Unable to care even if we could

Poverty and disease flourish around the foundation of our creation

And how great are we?

Great enough to lift our noses to the skies

as existence crumbles around us from the ground up

How great are we?