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Light The Shortening FuseBlinded, gagged and bound by confirmationOn this premise we iterate a lie Why will stay unasked They know, we know, it doesn't matter Barren hollow words, no information We're led to believe in self-applied deceit This trope of ignorance, disinformation Made to confuse, to light the shortened fuse Wading through the rubble of ideologies Cherrypicking madness to the gospel of suckers Sustenance for the greatest of ideas Life is a machine, it will cater to me Bow, serve, comply Bared teeth, the lesson is complete The stench of strange raw meat Draw acolytes to feast Rotting thoughts the treat So who came up with your ideas Before you spat them out like they were yours Play the pawn, knowing where hope lies Where it goes to die |