The
Cognitive Map.
Do
you see the subtlety,
Of
how you're mapped to serve?
All
desire has been erased,
So
you can play you part.
This
whole world's a pantomime,
We
act as we are told,
And
even though you'd
Believe
you were free,
You
will buy what you are sold.
Freedom
cannot come this way,
We're
owned by a faceless thought.
From
birth to death,
You
will be what you're fed,
No
thoughts your own,
Just
following a program instead.
Would
you see the truth,
If
it stood in front of you?
Could
you decipher the law,
Spoon
fed to keep you blue?
Monopolies
are selfish driven,
And
we the cattle to them,
Love
abandoned every insipid work,
Set
down by the hand of men.
Crave
your freedom again,
But
only within their design,
Choice
is limited to allow,
Only
what serves this cause.
Fables
tell of ages past,
Where
righteousness had lived,
Long
forgotten are those words,
We
keep in our line ahead.
Fallen
angels took the lead,
To
putrefy the land of love
And
show disrespect and dishonesty,
In
every sordid mental cue.
Do
not worry, be their slave,
Rewards
will never come,
Just
stare blankly at the wall,
There's
nowhere you can run..!
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