Control the Mass

Controlling me only brought you pain Inside the chasm I felt you were the same Above from all else, this lust you found That inside your heart was dust profound From there I found that only you could say, that as I wither through time I would feel insane Nothing beyond the fortitude of truth That by lying you control the sheep the lord herded from you Inside my mind I find no answer to your faux reality Your a tragedy draped in flags, just waiting for dismemberment Like before you you're the one the want They slaughter you with pictures to through your soul on You're another scapegoat I was looking for rye lord you've found your Invictus all tattered and torn. Nothing in a riot can prove you've won, you're just a puppet for the right loaded for a gun. Your curly like the sheep and easy to maneuver they worn you like a sock puppet in front of hoover.... Like a child's old dream, the memories live on, may you rest in peace inside of what's gone on.