The Conscious Sedation

My mind struggles to resist

Frustration

The modern decay

A disease of societal dismay



Dismay and apathy



To the weak ignorance is bliss

Your choice not to choose

And the walls are closing in

Reality seems but a dark dream to me

The inevitable sting of an irrelevant life

Vanished in mediocrity

Banished by a lack of free thought or will



Just breathe above the thoughts you hide

And then, when it all comes to pass

The fear of confrontation will be

The end of your vow of silence



One mind, no thought

Give up all sense of control

My own body, no self preservation

Reality seems but a dark dream to me

The unbearable sting

The pendulum swings,

Void passing moments have been instilled



No sense to emote

Will you ever realise

Of what it is you have been deprived?

No sense to emote



Just breathe above the thoughts you hide

And then, when it all comes to pass

The fear of confrontation will be

The end of your vow of silence

Finally we are the ill fated, we are sedated

We are the ill fated

Consciously sedated



We are the ill fated

We are the faded