Worship the Digital Age - Whitechapel

You swear to defend and honor every word they speak

They don’t even know your name

Come with me and I will show you secrets that they keep

See what your heroes look like defaced

They dine at night on western desert sands

And drink the blood of children’s severed heads

All for praise, the fortune, and the fame

We sold our souls to worship the digital age

Sell your soul and worship the digital age

I can’t find it in me to resist and look away

This where civilization falls

We have been convinced we need this to be entertained

This disease has consumed us all

Generations now and generations to come

Will submit to a lying scum

Don’t waste your time, we’re already numb

Programmed for the now and the future is none

Sell your soul and worship the digital age