| Born, a microchipped population
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| Spawned, a centralized reign of the elite
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| Funding both sides in neverending wars
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| Global control and fabricated cause
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| The pact intact across the aeons
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| A can of worms that feed our minds
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| The heaven seen by those who lead is hell concealed
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| The seers of the Eschaton
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| Torn in compartmentalization
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| Scorn, the public mind mass imprisonment
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| Connect the dots and read between the lines
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| Behind the lens there’s more than meets the eye
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| The pact intact across the aeons
|
| A can of worms that feed our minds
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| So they lead the rats into deep waters, lead us astray
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| For they lead their flock to gorges hollow, hunting their prey
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| Born, a microchipped population
|
| Spawned, a centralized reign of the elite
|
| Funding both sides in neverending wars
|
| Global control and fabricated cause
|
| The pact intact across the aeons
|
| A can of worms that feed our minds
|
| So they lead the rats into deep waters, lead us astray
|
| For they lead their flock to gorges hollow, hunting their prey
|
| Letting us sink and slumber in cells of clay
|
| The heaven seen by those who lead is hell concealed
|
| The seers of the Eschaton
|
| Torn in compartmentalization
|
| Scorn, the public mind mass imprisonment
|
| Connect the dots and read between the lines
|
| Behind the lens there’s more than meets the eye
|
| The pact intact across the aeons
|
| A can of worms that feed our minds
|
| So they lead the rats into deep waters, lead us astray
|
| For they lead their flock to gorges hollow, hunting their prey |