The end of the world, at least as we know it This is the mantra of those left behind They are the chosen, they are the martyrs The ones who deciphered the meaning of life The Privileged dead The Privileged dead The Privileged dead Are you privileged? The world's at its end and we don't even know it This is a mantra for those left behind Alive and still breathing, hurting while dreaming Unlike the ones who are not still around The Privileged dead The Privileged dead The Privileged dead Are you privileged? The more I dig into it Questions are raised Life should be cursed Death to be praised The more I dig into it Questions are raised Life should be cursed Death to be praised The more I dig into it Questions are raised Life should be cursed Death to be praised The more I dig into it Questions are raised Life should be cursed Death to be praised The Privileged dead The Privileged dead The Privileged dead Are you privileged? Are you privileged? Are you privileged? Dead