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We're masters of frequency

Captors of space & time

Slow sucking the energy

The only worth of this wretched kind

A design so penetrating

Subtle bombardments in their wake

Devised & disguised

To harness the suffering of those whom we hate

Plotting with cold calculation

Our soft kill weapons to unleash

A long march to taste the affliction

Embracing predestined defeat

In all things make them so trusting

Choke them with undying need

Cripple their dreams with cold nightmares

"Slaves to their fears" is the key

Fill the troughs for the cursed swine

All real function of their brains to cease

Ill tainted injections

Hard pressed by faith

Desire akin to disease

Unfolding with cold calculation

Our silent kill weapons unleashed

A long march to taste the affliction

Embracing predestined defeat

Assaulting the senses, persuading reality

As their fates are raped & ransacked

Their faithful hands clutch to all systems that we orchestrate

We're masters of frequency

Captors of space & time

Slow sucking the energy

The only worth of this wretched kind

Bind them & bleed them

There is no escape

Unfolding with cold calculation

Our silent kill weapons unleashed

A long march to taste the affliction

Embracing predestined defeat

An undying need, misplaced loyalty

Akin to disease