We’ve ruined our lives, ruined our future, carried on the mistakes of the past and we’ve made self-censored robots out of ourselves. I find myself nowhere when I try to differentiate between freedom and slavery, between propagandas and ways of living, between lies and well-accepted, fearlessly fought for ultimate truths … and it fuckin’ pisses me off that your uneligible majority has not a word to say on it ’cause we all want to fit into this puerile dream of having a blissful tomorrow where all promises have been fulfilled, societal hierarchy somehow tends to work your way, and every single difference is set ’cause obviously you’re gonna bomb them up in the end on the command of your God who gives commands once in 5 fuckin’ centuries not to forget to the most undeserving people of all to say the least. It’s fuckin’ disgusting to imagine a Judgement Day when by definition no one’s responsible.
Honestly, where do you think you are going?
Those dreams of Democracy are being smashed on the road to bleed to death as point of views are being replaced by mass-propaganda generated politically correct ignorances. The majority is relying on promises, promises of a better tomorrow most of ‘em bought on blood and borrowed dollars. People have learnt to live hypocritical lives due to erosion of faith with scientific progress. Differences which never were there are still being fought upon due to some sweet-talks of pseudo-esteems. Reality is being surpressed underneath bling and make-up laden skin to channel gray cells and safe-guard the murder machine. Nations are surpressing freedom under the guise of Democracy. Contradictory flags are buying in pride. The tool of liberation, education is being authoratized. We’ve come so far that we’ve forgotten who we are.
So now go and blindfold your children, enroll them into your schools and churches, give away them as slaves to this apathetic social hierarchy while the NSA successfully cripples the Third World, religious fundamentalists plague the world enough, the man in the television tower makes your children just another cog in their big corporate murder machine and they see nothing beyond that door, ’cause there’s no politics on the fuckin’ dance floor.
“Isn’t is disgusting that TV broadcasts need to tell us who we are?
Individuality and common sense burning away like a cigar.
It’s fuckin’ disgusting that backlit billboards tell us how to earn our ranks.
Really is all of this worth for some bloated vote banks?
We won’t bow down to your propaganda, accept this offense;
green paper’s worth more than fuckin’ sense!”
Now you can leave and listen to some Punk rock, watch Uwe Boll’s Postal, enjoy the breeze and make love. ’cause there’s no future, no future for you…
We are all Human. Why do we fail to prove it?
