This is the trump card, decision so hard. Should I choose between living lies or ending lives?
The future seems bleak as we speak. Calculations of ill intentions well defined.

I’m having visions of children in prisons. Slate wiped clean, with surgical incisions.
The future of public education, no more mind racing, straight meditating.
Distracted from occurrences in foreign lands, Middle Eastern sands with Western plans.
The message is clear, you sit there and fear, propaganda you hear, yeah evil is near.
Make you act rashly, situation turns nasty, stuck in a circle of thought that will prove to be lastly.
In your mental order of operations, contemplating conflict between nations. It never changes men sitting at the top control wages.
Buy up all the land avoid taxes and slip money into the hand.
Of corrupt officials, and even some ordinary individuals. To protect their assets in accounts overseas or when they hide behind false charities.
Got the common folk on their knees. Praying from a gift from god while they crying in the sod.
They sit in mansions, controlling fates with a nod, yeah this really happens, along with murder and kidnappings.
The gap widens between the top and the bottom, only one side gets stuck with the problem.
We let it happen cause we comfortable enough not to complain, lose power for a few days and go insane.
Things are created by design, whos your guess is as good as mine.
Was it father time, or some other, what does it mean to be a brother.
Is it genetic composition or another factor a collection of matter with a desire to control its own fate, before its too late, on an unknown date
It can happen any moment, in this experiment your traits are inherited but your life is constructed and now you feel like you hit a snag don’t like where you heading.
Free fall with no netting or safety device, a victim of vice, a roller of the dice. What they call a gambling man who lacks structure and a plan, simply leaves the cards to fall where they may.
A final foray, the last day of your past life, step into the future where its not only cats and dogs they neuter.
Sterilized, analyzed, computerized, then rendered obsolete, replaced by a new fleet.
Ignorant of the facts and past collapse, emotional extracts caught it traps perhaps, with drug induced naps. What has this become, controlled by the gun of demons wearing human skin.
Make war begin, pull a nuclear pin, ultimate moral sin, do it with a grin.
Only seek profits, and they own status, nothing else matters in this apparatus.
This is the trump card, decision so hard. Should I choose between living lies or ending lives
The future seems bleak as we speak. Calculations of ill intentions well defined.