They give us nothing, yet they want us to receive The void of their existence loads ours with deceive They were put in place, it’s not their fault Received opinions, freedom from thought It happened while you were asleep Now you’re being phased out, made obsolete Tuned in to their lies while being tuned out Swallowed their distractions, renounced all doubt I will end your dream I will make you real I will have your life Turn into their strife Find your burning center, find your dark outside Awaken the fire, rise to the night Silence preachers, uncover futility Let your life be controlled by your insanity I will show you how they lie I will show you where they die I will make you doubt Turn your rage without This system Based on hypocrisy Welcome To dystocracy