Letra de Societal Paralysis

So why don't you just fucking vote
For a reason to live
After all, it's a fair system
We'll keep up that myth
There is a profit made from death
Lies and deceit of man
We'll sit and raise up a toast
To idiocy of men
Who hold the cure to this
Curse, cast upon the human race
Curse, cast upon the human fucking race
Cut it out, cut it out
Let's go
We stand at the bottom of an overmedicated and undereducated system
A system build of slaves and there's no need for us to obey its pre planned purpose
Hunt down the architects of deceit, cut it out
Fuck this bullshit!
Repetition, manipulation, your intentions silenced
The level of corruption spawns the filth out of the gutters
Pollutions eats like maggots at the bowels of a societal Paralysis
Hooked up to a propaganda based dialysis
Indulging in a state of plastic idolization
As financial demons wreak their havoc behind a curtain stained with lies
Carved up, of the tissue of what was once what you believed in
Oh! We marched in the streets in opposition to the violence
Maybe it's time to meet violence with violence in a violent civil disobedience
In the darkness they are plotting and scheming, the insatiable ones
Faceless as they pull the strings
Hunting like vultures
Picking meat from the bones of weakened foes whilst casting spells of greed
Remove the grasp, extract the curse and make them suffer
Execute, extermination of this pathogen
Fucking degenerates!
Think about it; pieces of paper are your everything
Entranced and servile
Search out the devastation and dig at it's roots
Follow the stream of that which controls everything
Where does it spawn it's sickening darkened roots?
In a world where that which governs us is nothing real
Consumed by a small few bloodied hands who print this seal
Sealing us into this kingdom built of objects
Sacrificing greatness and potential of our own lives, oh
There is nothing but the shit and the shit it reigns supreme, advocating it's sickening darkened roots
Fuck!
So that they may reign supreme, in their kingdom of systematic devastation
So that they may reign supreme, in their creation of systematic devastation
And yet things remains the same, on the backdrop of a world that could be so fucking perfect
And yet still remains the same, in a constant state of orchestrated decline