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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