Album: This World is Weakening
Good morning, a new day of freedom
Get up, get those 9−5 shackles on With a painted smile, you wander free
Oblivious to the robot you’ve become
Calculated tyranny — death to the new world order!
A cabal of villainry will forever pull the strings
Our voices insignificant and drowned out by the screams
Of a million dying dreams
Their evil secreted through every industry
Their roots laid deep over a century
Your freedom is a fable that they’ve led you to believe
As they watch your every move
While the master pulls the strings
We can’t go on living
Freedom is bullshit
With Bilderberg nudges and masonic fucking winks
They’re plotting the end of us all