The jackal with the lion, the pilot fish with the shark...
Another mere nobody became a man of mark
Scavengers and parasites dominate
Delusive light shines, shines on again
It burns the eyes out and numbs the brain
Who’s next to fall for the binding lie?
Will they convert you? They’ll surely try
Amidst the total emptiness the spirit of the age
Puts another melodrama on this revolving stage
Tastelessness and lack of talent suffocate
Delusive light shines, shines on again
It burns the eyes out and numbs the brain
Who’s next to fall for the binding lie?
Will they convert you? They’ll surely try
Will our constant search for identity only lead to uniformity?
Will our endeavour to be free only end in captivity?
I say I will...
...DIE BEFORE I’LL CONFORM
How much more can you take? How much more till you break?