Xdeathstarx - The Great Opiate
 

Feed on society
The world as an object whole
The souls of the living
Mass communicate drugged
Rebuild the fear again with hopeless dreams
To manipulate the hope
The sense of reality has succumb to emotion
So we urge toward the glass
Turn to this media like a moth to the flame
Power to control
Control the masses
Marching toward the shores
And they lead the way
Pierce the heart
Pierce to the seed of it with a string of addiction
Bought in cold led to these false ideals with the thoughts of greed
This is not what you feel
The truth is reality
Over extend the senses
Numb the mind
Numb for the feeding its our lives they bleed