Welcome to the world of the mislead, where one can scream
And never be heard (by a single lonesome soul)
Our systems and conventions are all fabrication of man's greed and malevolence
Juggernauts of our social media, ministers of manufactured truth and lies
Keepers of all that's right or wrong
They who possess the key to our entity
Masterminds of our futile existence
And never be heard (by a single lonesome soul)
Our systems and conventions are all fabrication of man's greed and malevolence
Juggernauts of our social media, ministers of manufactured truth and lies
Keepers of all that's right or wrong
They who possess the key to our entity
Masterminds of our futile existence
Calculated deaths, twisting ends and ties
Woes exhibited through delusion
Between walls slither the mutters of the unseen
Subconscious manipulation of the mind
This unending plague of animosity
This turmoil can be no longer
Overwrought, we have become
This is our time, this is upheaval
This is a revolution
We will never be silenced, so long as we have a voice.
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