We are living in a prison
A prison without walls
People aren't lying when they say
"The sky is the limit"...

We are property
Owned by the creature we named "God"
Restricted in our sphere, trapped
Like mice in a cage...

We try to escape
With our rockets and shuttles
But like crickets in a tank
Our efforts are futile...

Successfully contained, we are observed
By our God, our keeper
We live our lives, then die
While our offspring live on...

Our only purpose is to entertain
To do tricks for our master
Like good little pets
"Good boy, now roll over"...