Understand the great machine
Is dedicated to obfuscation
To wiping all their crimes clean
To inventing a virtuous nation
They have destroyed objective facts
The facts themselves are an illusion
They steer you off the tracks
And feed your grim delusions
You won’t know what they are doing
You won’t know what they have done
They are adept at misconstruing
A cloud of dust obscures the sun
As they strip you of your rights
You will bow and thank them twice
When they turn your days to night
You will gladly pay the price
You’ll wake up one day and know
You’ve given everything away
It seems it happened all too slow
Now it’s far too late to stray
