I don't respect your superstition Parade of ignorance Crush the innocent With their skinny, flailing wrists reaching up to the sky Searching for light When there is nothing to see, you wonder why Suffer It means nothing to me Suffer You still what you want to see A ruthless cleansing has already begun And it's time to move on The competition in doubting your ignorance Has grown so old on me With their skinny, flailing wrists reaching up to the sky Searching for the light When there is nothing to see, you wonder why You wonder why So reach higher and higher And we'll continue to crush Your brightest lights are out now Suffer It means nothing to me Suffer You still see what you want to see