Out of the silent spring we fall unprepared for the darkest winter of all Blindly marching to the rhythm of the beat progression botching, watching history repeat Misinformation flooding through the controlled flow like misguided fables from the sleeping woke For the fictions of science will always come to be what we will know as our prevailing reality
Another mutation now looming in the air No shots need fired though bioterror-warfare And the threats of disease is what we come to defend observing essential institutions cascading to their end
And may they choke on their preferred words of conspiracy those opened mouths eating out of the hands of tyranny We will never know what it truly means to be free for behind the house of cards awaits us our hanging tree
Draconian simulation Clandestine operation Hunger and despair Poison in the air Miasmic injection Carnal infection
And they attack those that they once sworn to protect knowing in time our minds again would soon just forget the gravity of what is our existential threat for it is the dead who may no longer collect a debtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
