Witchaven

A.d.d.

Witchaven
From the moment you're born, they begin to take control
Laying down the rules, they send you off to school
No chance for thought, your wrong and they are right
No intellect, no asking: Why?
Just look at TV, it seems so real
You don't understand, emotions that you feel
Independent though is taking control
Programmed ignorance, it takes its toll

Conditioned for society
Numbed to the point of apathy

Allowance of injustice persists to exist
No excuse for the continuation of this
Subliminal suggestions, Spontaneous control
No use in fighting your brain has conformed to their mold

No one knows the reason why there must be loss of human life
While other people who survive do nothing else to make it right
Your brain, now, has turned to shit
What do you have to show for it?
A house, a job, a family?
Exactly what you're supposed to be

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