i've got a little disease the only thing i mind is my little ego; my little world; my little sky and what my hands can take and what my mouth can taste i've got a little disease the only things i mind is whatever you put in this bag and say it's mine but i do it for good god has sent me for you why should i care if the sun is too hot? if there are people being eaten by my dogs? it's progress i've got some kind of disturb but well, your soul is mine so sit down, shut up and watch my sacred empire rise upon the ruins why should i care if the sun is too hot? if there are people being eaten by my dogs? it's progress and fuck all the rest