[Verse 1]
So, let me brainwash you
Inhale the fetid lies I force down your fragile throat
Dissecting synapses and shedding dreams
Under the weight of my pixelated seams
The gutters wreak of decomposing intellect and as I subtly hypnotise you
You're perplexed in awe of this machine
You pathetic and distracted waste of a creation
Why not open up your uninspired eyelids to the truth
Look at proof of the filth you perpetuate so precisely
Intellectual decline is an angel to the disconcerting leaders of this disappearing planet as they secretly conspire
I'll force feed you the lies I force down your fragile throat
You're led like cattle to the slaughter-couch
Take a seat and prepare for lobotomy
I'm like a skilled surgeon's defective hand
Oh fuck it, let's all go consume

[Verse 2]
Bombarded with unimportant technology
Fucking buy it
Celebrity infatuation
Beauty
Plastic surgery
You're too fucking fat
Smoke this, don't smoke that
Now pay us money for this pointless patch
Sit the fuck down and tune in
Entertainment drooling from your open mouth
Seeding
Feeding
My empirical static draws you closer
Entertainment drooling from your open mouth
Seeding
Feeding
You better get beautiful to the soothing tune of misinformation
You better keep serving
Grind
Sleep
Grind

[Verse 3]
Consume and pay the war-led system as it marches, arms wide open
Acceptant of hypocrisy led by corrupted puppeteers
Choking murder
An uninspired hierarchy of lies sitting upon thrones built of spare tamed intellect and...
Something save us
Nothing can save you from this corrupt
Shut the fuck up, watch the latest headlines cattle
Everything will be okay
What about the poison in our water supply
Wars for oil
False flag attacks
Shut the fuck up now
Hush, why don't you go back to sleep?
Everything will be okay
Listen to your TV
Maybe I should just sit down and watch an episode of bullshit
Take a seat and watch your life unfold as you do nothing but save up for a house with attire and that lush car from the ad before you curl up
Tune out
Die
Don't dare touch that dial

[Verse 4]
So, you've fulfilled lies saturated on your lifeless corpse
A wad of worthless money tightly clutched in one hand and in the glow of my pixelated stare
You see this programme's drawing to an end and I've dissected synapses and shed your dreams
They've been precisely extracted from your head and you lapped up your decomposed intellect
Everything will be okay
I'll just sit down and watch some bullshit