Senses All Will Be Controlled

When thoughts have died, you'll see the signs Only programs will remain The industrial wasteland just spread out endlessly Has science made a lasting change? All caught up in our selfish thoughts Was it worth the price we paid Seemingly wanted or simply just plotted The ending of the twisting the game No more aggravation, no more exploitation Senses all will be controlled Escape from the treachery avoid the abyss So many people could simply care less Let's all indulge in the final solution Remove the chains while under dress