It's All For Sale

We're trapped in this giant aquarium

Living with this massive madness

Do not buy this craze

Do not become the product of this society  

Sex for dollar, pleasure for slavery,

We are slaves to what please us

I ask you what pleases you most?

You need to pay?

...

If you shop enjoyment and ephemeral paradises

you'll have the right to shit in the world

It's free,

Then mix up and mash up if you desire

Make up with this shit

So tell me

What is the flavor?

Pleasant?

Payable?

Rewarding?
I'd like you to become human again

I do not relate with pigs

Dirties and without rationality

Without integrity or any kindness

You're still a pig

I still feel your stink