We have come full circle, subservient to our self inflicted automation that disregards genuine anguish and promotes synthetic indifference. Not of flesh
The treadmill of your pathetic life rolls on. The world is a series of cages and the people a nation of jailers. The blindspot encircles us all.
Seeds planted by misinformation blossom into patriots and servants whose perception of soil and cloth is equal to that of the blood and skin of their
The pigment of imagination has been woven into the fabric of constitution (Article I, Section II). Our framework has been dictated in black and white
The penetrating stares of judge and jury condemn emotion, dictate the standards of said principles and bore plasticity through your character. Life slowly
The clowns are now the ringmasters backed with the arsenal of the economy. Our ears are plugged when we speak the tongue of reality. Failure to accept
Icons of cruel and fictitious god impregnating minds with a lustful theology of blind obedience. Enslaved by fairy tales, tribulation and dead end hallucinations
Speaking in the name of decaying foundation. Thoughts of mass sterilization, distorting choices for a dreamlike salvation. Factory made humans, plastic
We starve our children before the banquet of knowledge while politicians indulge in the feasts of war.
The process of revolution has already littered the streets of Leningrad. The indivisible masses have been victimized by the pages of their own history
Disaffection falls like rain soaking the tempers of a distended kinship. Common culture gains momentum as common enemy. You stare antagonism in the eyes
I look at all the faceless. I see the pleasures of the lifeless. A witness to a passing phase of those who ruled my days. You're now in line joining
All that is artificial maintains us. That which exists is inadequate. The hypocrisies of technology betray our senses. Simulated emotions, fooled again
Along with the art of conquest and domination, we have developed the absolute science of ignorance and bound it in text of generations of the unthinking
The perpetual cycle rotates on the axis of despair. The unbroken link stands untouched by question. So uninterested we merely turn our heads. Uneducated
Military livestock bred to expand state control. The underclass, suppressed, underprivileged and lured by incentive. Church and state, hand in hand,
The innocent prey of tyranny flock and veil beneath statues of fraudulent liberty in lands of untold slavery. They try to find themselves in the emptiness
Hiding behind the thin veil of religious insecurity. Searching for answers where questions have no meaning. Petrified by seclusion, fear of uncertainty
