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Baptise the vapid and the blind
Feed sensationalism with extra flesh to deify
With this new faith blindly live your life
a new schedule of smoke screens to gratify

Martyr the innocence the deviant
perpetual witch hunt to tantalise
the next false prophet to worship and idealize
and knowing not that the next dose it ties you down
it takes a hold and before long you have found
that it feels like home

Time waits
for no man
dislocate / indoctrinate
the box rules / your mind rules
paradigm
your will is not thine

The new opium
flows in your veins
occupies your hours
occupies your thoughts your brain yeah

Ooh child
Your delight
Will feel mundane
tonight
Oooh child

oh yeah
acceptance of a lesser art
Oh yeah
words for the sake of it
oh yeah
these thoughts so asinine
brings the domination of human kind

I can’t see
wood for trees
this can’t be
the true disease

it feels like home
screaming human drone!
And it feel like, monkey see, monkey do
your a human clone!

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