the tormented slave of a free society
The world is a lie, my hopes and dreams a figment of another’s imagination.
The drugs sustain and detain my soul and the rock and roll carries the body
The life I live isn’t worth its weight in cocaine, yet 10k is enough to send me spiraling to my doom
In a fucked up world where everyone is the same what is unique?
To be unique is to transcend the maniacal and the diabolical, no holds barred, all for one and one for all
Yet the world frowns on being unique, no matter how many facades it puts out to the public
A mass of ignorant clueless and zombified slaves, all bow down to the media’s whip
It is god, sorry…God, to those who cannot think for themselves, which in this world’s case, is everyone
Corruption runs deep in the veins of society, it infects us all like a plague on the run
We cannot escape the mental dissolve of our culture, so freedom is impossible
Save for one last resort, the end to all ends, the method of freedom is contained in the soul
As I sit and become enlightened by these influx of thought I realize now it is the only escape
Whether I like it or not, or my parents like it, or anybody likes it, death is the true escape from a tormented reality that affects us all
The difference between people is their ability to cope with the torture of the mind
There can be no world peace, there can be no universal love, there can be no true god
The only finite thing in this world is death, with it come structure, and with structure comes comfort
Comfort is a luxury nobody can afford, even now in our debt-ridden society
The top of the lot and dregs of the cup are at the same level…the difference: ignorance
Those with everything have nothing, while those who have nothing have everything
Ignorance is bliss, drugs govern ignorance, and the government applies consequences to those who try to master the drugs
We live everyone else’s life, but no one realizes it until it is too late,
But when those who do realize it before they expire attempt to understand what is truly going on it contradicts what they’ve been risen on, the breast milk from the media’s breast is littered with impurities and before it is too late they weave themselves into every person’s body.
The soul’s escape is helped by the one thing that truly is a natural release, mental and physical.
A physical release traps the mind forever in the cold grip on the earth and traditional burials and ceremonies, but a mental release sets the true essence of a person free. The true release is what I strive for, and it is in this fashion that I shall rise above the imperfect world I have for so long been a slave of.
The drugs sustain and detain my soul and the rock and roll carries the body
The life I live isn’t worth its weight in cocaine, yet 10k is enough to send me spiraling to my doom
In a fucked up world where everyone is the same what is unique?
To be unique is to transcend the maniacal and the diabolical, no holds barred, all for one and one for all
Yet the world frowns on being unique, no matter how many facades it puts out to the public
A mass of ignorant clueless and zombified slaves, all bow down to the media’s whip
It is god, sorry…God, to those who cannot think for themselves, which in this world’s case, is everyone
Corruption runs deep in the veins of society, it infects us all like a plague on the run
We cannot escape the mental dissolve of our culture, so freedom is impossible
Save for one last resort, the end to all ends, the method of freedom is contained in the soul
As I sit and become enlightened by these influx of thought I realize now it is the only escape
Whether I like it or not, or my parents like it, or anybody likes it, death is the true escape from a tormented reality that affects us all
The difference between people is their ability to cope with the torture of the mind
There can be no world peace, there can be no universal love, there can be no true god
The only finite thing in this world is death, with it come structure, and with structure comes comfort
Comfort is a luxury nobody can afford, even now in our debt-ridden society
The top of the lot and dregs of the cup are at the same level…the difference: ignorance
Those with everything have nothing, while those who have nothing have everything
Ignorance is bliss, drugs govern ignorance, and the government applies consequences to those who try to master the drugs
We live everyone else’s life, but no one realizes it until it is too late,
But when those who do realize it before they expire attempt to understand what is truly going on it contradicts what they’ve been risen on, the breast milk from the media’s breast is littered with impurities and before it is too late they weave themselves into every person’s body.
The soul’s escape is helped by the one thing that truly is a natural release, mental and physical.
A physical release traps the mind forever in the cold grip on the earth and traditional burials and ceremonies, but a mental release sets the true essence of a person free. The true release is what I strive for, and it is in this fashion that I shall rise above the imperfect world I have for so long been a slave of.