Propel this solitary man in front of us with his corrupted global agenda muttering into his ears
Corporate money stuffed into his pockets to spread his darkened gospel
In the past the crowned once held the covenant to shape and develop a better world
Their influence and supremacy built by generating optimistic and confident perception offerings to their herds of sheep
Time repeats itself and outspoken pledges continue to not succeed, the people have renounced trust in ideologies
Safety and protection is the contemporary vow for the role that will reinstall masterdom and control
To rescue us from uncertainty and peril that we are visionless to see or interpret
A threat that evidently needs to be fought in a manufactured, waged war
A vile misconception that has unfurled unquestioned while being exaggerated and disfigured

Summon the servants that are chained at the throat by a tarnished chain only devoted to their prosperous fathers
A grip so tight it bruises the neck when the beast exhales the horror's that settle internally
Galloping toward immoral intent with the set bounties on the heads of the righteous
The dismantled bodies given back for validation and gratuity to amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite grows as these hounds unearth the leaders and thieve on the lives of the weak beneath them
Aggravation dissolves into a joyous laughter as the oppressors loan vows to benefit the wealthy
And cast down the frail hero by hero slaughtered in vain, assassinations of demigods in secrecy
A never ending pattern to cast down the frail and throne the elite

Taken by the benumbed hands of an overthrowing, fabricated God.
Sadism is fashioned to derive pleasurable and gratifying entertainment among indoctrinated soldiers.
Sexually abusive torture is diminished to mere wretched amusement.
Ordered to fragment the sanity of prisoners of an artificial war amidst a country of dystopia.
The blameless are left in complete shackled isolation left to linger and ultimately wither and rot.
Fraudulent peacemakers withdraw any sense of morality to plant the seeds of their own sadistic conceptions.
This fabricated God reduces man to nothing more than a pile of waste.
With this power he banishes his followers and sentences them to his own personal sins.
He masturbates on the scriptures that hold his kingdom together as one and lays it to shame.

Taken by the benumbed hands of an overthrowing, fabricated God.
Sadism is fashioned to derive pleasurable and gratifying entertainment among indoctrinated soldiers.
Sexually abusive torture is diminished to mere wretched amusement.
Ordered to fragment the sanity of prisoners of an artificial war amidst a country of dystopia.
With this power he banishes his followers and sentences them to his own personal sins.
He masturbates on the scriptures that hold his kingdom together as one and lays it to shame.
This fabricated God reduces man to nothing more than a pile of waste.

Falsehood projects from a day-to-day instrumental broadcast that flows through the net of mass media
The lungs swell as the puppets speak to the public as their words grow limbs to crawl and give birth to ignorance
Reports endlessly drift and clock reality leaving mass audiences to believe into layers of fiction
The hellish elite pull the vulnerable strings of journalism with the mastery of everyday blood money and ultimatums
The boundless flavor of dominance on the starved tongue gives these kings a mental state of ambitious arousal
For corruption steadily trickles from their fingertips and showers into the pool of forged mental assurance at their feet
The sleeping masses live on in their so called tranquil lifestyle, they sleep and wake utterly
Blindfolded in a regurgitated fashion money will always equal dominance, above law and above
Government disinformation will constantly leave a nation as a forever
Sleeping giant due to the ongoing voice of propaganda

Epidemic once again uncovers its malignant crown in one instantaneous instant
A man made formula hatches out of its shell to inch closer to suppress the living and breathing
The newborn are nurtured in a world of a dishonest master design
A layout constructed only for the purpose of dominance, authority and power
Born as slaves into bondage, born into a prison that they can't distinguish with smell or touch
In a world that's been fallaciously influenced for decades
Where the ones who offer solution are secretively the core of this ongoing problem
Architects of control build their herds of municipal infantry with inventions of fear and panic
We all march quietly with open hands into global enslavement
Drown us, submerge our bodies in the ocean of manipulation

This nation is forcefully shackled to the fatigued earth it endeavors standing on.
Ruled and overthrown by tyranny and dictatorship weakening it at its delicate knees.
Liberation is a fabricated expression only uttered by the propagandized swarm of illogical followers.
Men, woman and children all blindfolded and mislead to believe in a world of utter persuasion.
Striking terror in the eyes of the ignorant with public displays of manslaughter and execution grounds
To butcher the enlightened for what purpose? Because starvation for power mushrooms upward leaving leaders foaming
Across their malnourished, gaping jaws. Striking their iron hammers to fuck over the breathing bodies slaving
To conform to a lie build the gates to close the doorway from truth, slam the doors on reality.

The blameless are succumbing to the ravages of warfare built upon capital and greed
The lords of corruption leave their people to rot in the gore-riddened streets of chaos
Education, employment and health, all stolen from the hands that deteriorate at the flesh
The slaving clench their fists pleading and praying for a redesigned future as they reach the brink of renouncement
Dreading to open the mouth and spill the words of loathing for with this tongue will only bring execution
Hundreds upon thousands all damned at the dawning of life, all damned at the opening day of birth
The manufactured gods detach these withered bodies and sell the
Land to the highest bidder of the corporate elite
With death comes revenue, piles of profit and wealth all generated in blood.

It began under the dictatorship of a dark lord with the mindset of world supremacy set in years past
Our nation picked up the pieces of a slain giant and continued to shape a psychological immorality
Minds control on mass scale in post war endeavors, a shameful instrument once used to take over the deteriorating world
Unspeakable experiments cast on the on the blameless with no justification or rational reasoning
Deprivation of food, withering the helpless into fading, cadaverous bodies corroding at the mouth
Forced sleeplessness, causing the brain to malfunction and shut down, leaving the patients to fall into mental illness
Immense shock treatment and drug intake injected at the vein to degrade the human body and its weakening organs
Blackening all luminescence to puzzle the mind to create dread of the time that lay ahead
A discharged invasion of the mind, a program now Americanized

The bodies of millions pile atop the splintered streets of a now rotting metropolis.
Ignorantly drowning in the flames and fumes fabricated by their own doing.
As their lives smolder and ignite their faces steadily ripen with immense pleasure.
Self-execution comes with victory, self-mutilation comes with utter success.
Their perception flickers within the glowing and ignited landscape as they gaze toward the once populated soil.
The nations flag cloaks the impure fallen militant bodies, fraudulent celebration of integrity.
The hordes of the serpentine lord infantry march and butcher the remaining living.
Nuclear warfare ticks down as the sirens resonate through the ears of the moribund.
Detonation! Extermination! The fragmented shell diffuses and erupts
A conflagration of infernal horror

The earth slowly rots into a malignant tumor,
Breeding no life for the future of the world
In wake of a nuclear war bodies rise from the fractured and decomposing fields of abandonment.
Their bodies and faces mutated and disfigured,
Still breathing through their brimful lungs
They limp and crawl across the ruins they once claimed on a leisurely ongoing march.
Their flesh still burns, the skin blackens
And embers into the dimming air.