Omega Male

goddess bless the nervous wrecks
who value women just for sex
think they're owed some satisfaction
living lives of poised inaction
the situations they condemn
the only common thread is them
lose themselves to all that numbing
Friedrich Nietzche saw them coming

all those guys who know just what they'd like to do
trying to build an old world in the wreckage of the new
safely tucked up on their shelves, forgot how to despise themselves
their bitterness descends like hail - behold! at last! omega male!

demand inertia from on high
their fingers there in every pie
it's no surprise they get them burned
our privilege is all unearned
rights for men would seem to be
the ultimate redundancy
all the sins of all our kind
inheritance can be a bind