"The Proxy" (When No-one Else will Stand)

As the darkness subtlely creeps over
the land, we fall asleep with our eyes
wide-shut; being lulled there in the
arms of the influential powers
that Govern subliminally the
mental landscapes in our
heads...

so that they are cultivating us to
rely upon them, to be the only
One True God in Which We
Trust

And, whereby do they accomplish this, but, through the well-designed culture that is subjugating our lives into their own Likeness and Image,
and, imposing through statistics
and trends, to corral the populace
like fucking herds

But, I can't just sit idly by, and, I can't
rest through the numbing madness;
I'll only persevere if I stand-up with
my Voice, and, not be...

FUCKING SILENCED

I'll take the plunge, and dive in; kill
the injustices, even if it brings about
my end

I'll be your Martyr; the Living Sacrifice...

The eyes through which you see, since you've all gone blind

And, the darkness, delusional minds
can so easily blanket; the ones who
are just subsisting, without applying
their own critical-thinking

Everyone's given-up on asking any
questions; instead of debating and
questioning the shit that to them is
being served, they just bow down
and compliantly never say a
fucking word

So, since this degenerative society has wore-down the strength of your spines, and, caused you to give into
their every command and twisted
urge...

I'll take the plunge and dive in; expose openly and kill the injustices, even if it brings about my own end, without any regard to my own life's
self-purposes

I'll be your Martyr; your Living Sacrifice...

The eyes through which you see, since you've all gone blind

The whole goddamned Kingdom has gone into subservient and oppressive conditions of living; it won't be to long now, before the rift that has been exposed will be far beyond mending

A civil-war is on the horizon; sides
are being chosen, and, the ships capsizing

Mutiny is all around us; survival of
the Fittest is no longer a Theorem
for intellectual conversation, but,
a lifestyle to be adhered to, with
extreme contemplation

So, because the darkness, simple
minds can so easily blanket; the
ones who are just subsisting
without applying their own
critical-thinking...

I'll take the plunge, and, dive in; kill
the injustices, even if they offer me
up and bring about my end

I'll be the Martyr; your Living
Sacrifice...

The eyes through which you see,
since you've all gone blind

But, still, will their be time...

Mater, Gaia, is it all to Fucked now