In a world, spiralling into the unknown, hope seems buried in ash
The ones we pick to lead build empires for themselves
Shallow generations, chasing superficial dreams
Planting terminator seeds meant to feed the disease
An epileptic struggle to grey a coloured world
Freedom deemed a seizure the world cannot afford
Eyes planted all around flickering lives
Hazy-eyed puppets juggling rusty knives
Swines of the vile aristocracy
Feast on souls of hollow puppets
Searing images of decadent success
Into the minds of oblivious sheep
Wind Chimes Burn
A neverending quest for absolute power
Totalitarian supremacy
Psycho pigs are now playing god
Artificially treating symptoms of greed
New generations born plugged in
Popping pills, sensory overload
We no longer stop to smell the roses
We stop to stare at coloured screens
Wind Chimes Burn
A 7 headed beast
Emerged from the sea
Your, so called Armageddon
Has been digitized
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