The Process

"Sure, the media tries to put a sad face on these things, painting them up as great human tragedies, but we all know the function of the media has never been to eliminate the evils of the world. No.

Their job is to persuade us to accept those evils and get used to living with them. The powers-that-be want us to be passive observers - and they haven’t given us any other options outside the occasional, purely symbolic, participatory act of voting.

Do you want the puppet on the right or the puppet on the left?”

Please do not question what we tell you,
Do exactly as we say and you will make it through
To live another day in lonely paradise.
Release all control to us, sever all consciousness now.
This is what became of us.
Awake yet sedated, our minds saturated.

No, I’ll be fine on my own.
I’d rather watch this place [bad word] burn
Than be a part of this indoctrination.

Everyday I feel it inside my mind,
Singing me sweet little lies.
"Give into the process and become what you despise"
This life is so easy when you’re living a lie.

Now I’m screaming from the deepest depths of my lungs,
Where are the winds of change to sing our song unsung?
Where are you now?

And in the silence whispered the last dying breath of the Earth.
If this is all this life is worth then let my own lack of a voice be heard.

So look me in the eye, tell me you feel alive locked in lonely paradise.

Can’t you look me in the eye and tell me you feel alive locked in lonely paradise…

So look me in the eye, tell me you feel alive locked in lonely paradise.
You can read the truth between the lies,
You can take my body but not my mind.

No, I’ll be fine on my own.
I’d rather watch this place [bad word] burn.

Let it burn.