black limbs - Run Level Zero

They turn it on

I see them fall

Steal all their hope

It’s under control

Tv beaming hell

This is their world to sell

Probing, searching, distorting

Kill to protect the stigmatised

He will come

Burned angels

Black wings

Black lungs

This is the world that will come

It’s time to learn

Some things don’t die

It’s time to burn

Long-lasting lie

It’s time to shed

Your mask of rage

Black oily miasma

Swallow the poison

Kill to protect the stigmatised