In our long days of exile
in the corridors of a place
no one can see, yeah
we've been crawling as the reptile,
roaming out to the grace
the Sun may be, yeah.
He's chased by the hunters who want his skin
as we are drowned in the poison on our screens.
The invaders of our minds
lie repeatedly
and shorten our sleep, yeah.
By now the fool leads out the blind
deceiving him constantly
in a golden trip, yeah.
Pixels enlighten the dead black grave
as shadows cast on the walls of the cave.
We gotta expel the merchants from our temple!
We gotta smash it once and for all!
C'mon!
The flux of words and pictures
is boiling out our brains
and crush our spirits, right.
In growing us shallow desires
and stick us to our chains
there's no limit.
See behind the scenes the real show!
Dash through the smokescreen and learn what we ought to know!
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