death of progress.

from Product by Your Dying Truth

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lyrics

Consumer nation! It's the consensus that attracts. All those mighty images so pleasantly grotesque. This marvelous sight of a million eyes shining bright. What a beautiful intimidation. Within this preset standardized environment security endangers anything deviant. If you astray, the norms will get you back on track. Prison instead of education. Sign up, drop out. The draft gathers forces. Peace treaties are bloody affairs. Lock up, leave out. Point guns at the strangers. Initiate the death of progress. Defy the hierarchies. Deny their false believes. This brainwashing industry will replace your identity. To overcome the own self-portrayal is to prevent from self-betrayal. Always blended by anxiety about loosing one's liberty. Coexistence – a repetitive tale. When talked about, it consequently fails. The next stop on our trip are the cemetery gates. No need to hurry, just keep digging your graves. If you rejected the discourse of power, a chance might remain to stop the people from fading to shades. Slip through the cracks out of the system. Reveal the mechanics in the light of day. Slip through the cracks out of the system. Overthrow the masters you obey. But remind the inquisitor to yet fulfill his duty. Since without his blood-red prosecution we wouldn't know beauty. Order confines. Conformity breaks.