The Grand Silent System - Robotics lyrics

Freedom of choice

Your voice your tailor

That suits up

To fashion a victim

Form an opinion

Opinion can seperate

Partisan and media date cool

Wait to be spoonfed

Swallow a mouthful

Succumbings beneath

The weight that pins you

Under the finger

Condition and routine

For monetary value

Patterns can permiate

Little ripples

And littles waves - drown in!

All this neccessity

The fundamental

See the pawn take centre stage

You're a corpse you work to stay,

Within your means,

For more we fast we wait,

Return to minimal needs,

The dead the cynical: breed