Behold another victim.
Someone who wants to believe...
That someone else is tying up...
The hands of Destiny.
Blame it on a generation...
Or blame it on the human race.
Blame it on their constipation...
As the shit consumes their brains.
Did you ever want to be offended...
Because somebody made you think?
Did you find what you were looking for?
A reason for the mind to hate?
If it never gives you power,
Would you pursue it... just the same?
Would you raise your pointing finger?
Sending guilt some other way?
So willing to fight...
But lazy and reckless.
Wasting the point...
And missing the time.
They plan to expand...
Their lack of awareness.
Supply the demand...
And someone will buy.
Disrupt every life...
And blame it on progress...
To make us refrain...
From using our minds.
Criminalize...
Those who have focus.
In the eyes of a victim...
We all should be blind.
They're suggesting we retire...
As they come to take our place.
Emphasizing human failure.
They say we're treading on their faith.
Sincere as any anger...
But the product is a fake.
The truth becomes to obvious.
There's nothing else to take.
So willing to fight...
But lazy and reckless.
Wasting the point...
And missing the time.
They plan to expand...
Their lack of awareness.
Supply the demand...
And someone will buy.
Disrupt every life...
And blame it on progress...
To make us refrain...
From using our minds.
Criminalize...
Those who have focus.
In the eyes of a victim...
We all should be blind.
Behold another victim.
Someone who wants to believe...
That someone else is tying up...
The hands of Destiny.
Blame it on some other nation...
Or blame it on the kids today
Blame it on their isolation
As they live their lives in chains.
Reflecting on this fading life...
I was fooled.
I guess I was just passing through.
Never mind…
I’m not really here.
Illusions are all I can prove.
That’s all right…
I don’t have to care…
As long as I never trust you…
As long as I know that I am only a lie…
As long as I know I’ll forget you…
I look through these eyes,
Pretending they’re mine.
This fantasy I’ve realized isn’t true...
Reality’s own broken rule.
Borrowed time is this chain I wear…
But history is overruled.
When it dies…
I won’t have to fear…
As long as I never trust you…
Conviction is only a reason to fight.
As long as I know I will lose you…
It’s only the pain of being alive.
Authority is justified by abuse.
The dreamer is always removed.
I was blind.
Now I’ve seen it clear...
‘Cause nobody here’s being used.
It’s just my mind.
I’m not trapped in here…
As long as I never trust you…
As long as I know that I am only a lie.
The future will always erase you.
Decisions only illusions of time.
As long as I never trust you…
Conviction is only a reason to die.
As long as there’s no one to use you..
Existence always a victimless crime.
As long as I know I’ll forget you…
There’s nobody here to blame for this lie.
As long I know I’ll forget you…
It’s only the pain of being alive.
As Long as I never I trust you…
I look through these eyes…
Pretending they’re mine.
See them rise, watch them fall
...upon us all.
Our future lives have been installed.
They hear our call.
Obession finds its place
...in our eyes
...we trace their path through time.
They sell us piece of mind
...while they rape.
Freedom lies beyond this wall
...still standing tall.
Attention spans... becoming small.
Can you recall
...the magic we erased
...from our lives.
We paint a grand design
...a picture perfect crime.
Is it too late?
Unconscious minds are sterilzed.
Decisions die.
We obey our own command.
The perfect crime is synthesized
...as we dance with the damned.
Every mind is standardized
...like merchandise.
We supply our own demand.
We synchronize our genocide.
Now it's time to dance.
Unconscious minds are sterilzed.
Decisions die.
We obey our own command.
Their hungry eyes are hypnotized
We're paralized
...as we dance with the damned
Every mind must compromise.
We're civilized.
It's the rule that must withstand.
The grand design is realized.
We're All disguised
...as we dance with the damned.
Only lies are recognized.
We close our eyes.
Now it's time to dance.
Appropriate for our time in 2022, as we are in the middle of one of Humanity's Self-Inflicted Societal Resets. Although the author(s) of this book make the claim that such a reset is unlikely (at the time shortly after 9/11), it appears that the kinds of supply chain disruptions described here are actually occuring at this time. So maybe the 'opportunity' described here-in is applicable.
Note: I've included the first 7:57 minutes for context... and humor. Skp forward if you find it is unnecessary or time-consuming.