So you are a master of your world
But not your mind
How long now has it been since you've truly let yourself decide
Desolate from debt and deficiency
Till the only thing you look forward to is sleep
Cash your health in for dollars
Jailed by greed hate fear and lethargy

Turn brother against brother
Divided by contest and conquered by consequence
Victims of circumstance

Captives of comfort
Free to exist within your chains
Imagined perfect worlds become more real than life could ever be

The fog of man's machines
Has eaten the clouds and dried the seas
O if only thy father could see
What has become of his clay made beast

His image reflected in all of his forgotten children
Left to fend for themselves in the industrial jungle
For God doesn't speak he stammers and mumbles

Lies
You have all believed
Can you not hear the deciets
Can you not hear the tortured screams of those you've impeached
Approaching a time when the wine turns to water
And the smoke chokes the last of our kind
The treasures we have lost we are doomed to never find

Can you not hear their screams
The treasures we have lost we will never find

You can not kill the very hatred you have spawned
You can never right this wrong
Thus your lies come undone
You can send me 'way from you but know my story's only just begun

But was this truly your choice or has the manifest destiny of the founders of your nation locked you in hate and apathy
For we are guilty of the crime of invention and have averted our eyes away from the gift of realization
To protect our egos and to serve our desires

The grip of judging eyes keep you attached to the device
As the world around you slips into the night you hide behind a screen in fright
Fearing change fearing the world outside your petty gates
Fearing the revolution that calls your name
Fearing death but living life in vain

You speak of a new world you will create
But does the fear and all the hate
Not create a world forever stuck in place,
The stagnant soulless gaze into the radiation maze,
Life consumed by social isolation
Misery and exploitation
A cynics love of deprivation

The Shepherd has led his sheep unto woe
And uses them as fodder to silence his foes
Bearing them with machines of death
They quell all opposition and consume resources between bitter breaths

A generation of addiction aficionados
Bound by the chains of shallow pleasure
A mindless voiceless thoughtless heartless soulless godless being in a stagnant world of loveless naught

Seamlessly slipping into the void
Seamlessly slipping into the void

And so now,
You’re rage has encompassed you,
Hate shall guide you to commandeer,
So profound
The overwhelming darkness in you,
You are the bloodthirsty savage that the world will learn to fear

Opposition grows as the story unfolds
The Kings and queens who stole your souls are brought to knees before their conquered throne
The mask you've worn shall melt away revealing truth in disarray
And you become the iron fisted dictator

And you become another tyrant to be overthrown

The machines of death are turned towards those who stole the weapon of word,
As the sheep devour the Shepherd