Matrixing

To bludgeon me, shoot me, doesn't end me
The cracking of the flesh releases the spirit introducing me
To what really is instead of this warped version of reality
The freeing of the spirit allows me to see, that we're all shackle, thinking we're free
 
Garbage piled miles high all around
The walls of your imagined Jericho long ago came tumbling down
The master program was attacked by a trojan
That keeps us seeing what isn't there again and again
 
We fight each other over nothing, because nothing is all that we know
Those that have been shown the truth can be found in ward four
Straight jacket up, electric shocked as needed
The things that they describe isn't our reality, we don't know that we're being conceited
 
We refuse to believe that our minds have been trained
To maintain this version of reality, a virus was introduced to your brain
The seven deadly sins, keeps the virus updated and keeps the flesh restrained
The weakness encoded in us, allows the virus into the main frame
 
We see, feel, smell and taste only what the programmers and hackers want
No one dares to imagine that we can write our own code if we want
Just imagine if you reversed the seven deadly sins and started living right
Maybe this would decalcify our third eye giving us some type of in sight
 
Maybe the insane would then again walk among the supposed sane
Maybe they hold the antivirus, although locked away, they could easily explain
The food that we eat has gone so far beyond clone, we're stuck on stupid talking of drones
When we've reverted back to caves and thinking that we have mansions for homes
 
The beauty that you chase isn't the beauty that is
Beauty is written in bits and bytes, helping to control how we live
The seven deadly sins helps them to defy all natural laws
The program is constantly being update, but depending on humans is it's only flaw