Из альбома: A Perfect Life With a View of the Swamp
With open eyes and my mouth shut
The wheels turn, I keep my mouth shut
With open ears and my mouth shut
The cog grinds, I keep my mouth shut
Welcome to your cage, your capital,
your city centre of excecution
Where the foundations of every architectural feat
Were laid with the bones of the downtrodden underfoot
And born in the boardroom by corporate thugs
Within these glass and steel monuments to power
This enhanced virus replicates itself
Increasingly perfect with every new version
So peculiar, so comforting in its claustrophobia
Spinning this sickening helix of destruction
Destroying individuality and independence
And locking down every new line of thought and movement from now
Restricting creation and the ability to think
Congratufuckinglations, you've the great fortune to be born
Into this brave new world of propaganda and hatred
Launched at me through flickering screens of the omnipresent tv
We buy therefore we are
Create this tapestry of misery
Hold it, sold and controlled
Within glass, swollen
Falling just short of the dumb and the cynical
Falling in between both the preachers and the miracle
I refuse to be infected with a sentence or a syllable
Dripping from your mouth with the passion of a corpsefuck
Eradicate
The ritual
Just say yes
Exsanguinate
The spiritual
Just say yes
Just say YES
Just say YES
Just say YES
Just say YES