Liberties have now since been traded for safety.
Yearly reminders of three thousand deaths are for fear's promotion;
And in so being too scared to die, we control you.
Empowering politically correct social constructs label and meddle.
Authority and position abused to invade.
It matters not, be it foreign lands or right here where you settle,
And just because we can.
Should you make our list, then trust the snakes.
They will most certainly see something, say something.
For we know the thrill of looking for that which is made from nothing.
The language we speak is us-versus-them;
It is the language of combat, competition, negativity.
It is the language of numbers and statistics
Managed, distributed and used against you.
Yes, it is the lashing tongue for compliance.
We perpetuate violence for fear of life,
But shackles await
Should there even be the mere thought of reprisal.
We instigate, orchestrate and manufacture enemies
For our self worth and sense of purpose;
And if you're not with us, then you must be against us,
And you will be what we decide.
This too you should remember, friend:
We have drones, and then we have drones.
One spies while the other kills.
For when you are dead,
Your legacy is for us to say.
Make no illusion about it.
We are our enemies of old.
Jaded and corrupt, we suffer the self induced righteous hero complex.
Our justice predatory and opportunistic.
And here's a little secret:
The pretty facade to veil our hypocrisy
Is the pursuit of happiness.
Be wise to smile ear-to-ear, day-to-day,
For here, freedom of choice now has its limits.
You are in a nation of goliaths, friend.
Your servitude is for the lining of our pockets.
Threaten the system is to threaten the root of our evil, and thus us.
Threaten us and crushed you shall be—for generations.
Heed my advice, friend:
Know your place;
Stay in your place;
And play the role we have scripted for you.
For this is the land of the enslaved and the home of cowards.
