Crisis - Study In Cancer [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

We're bred to follow and be devoured, to feed the machine. it's like
Suicide of the self, the mind. Killing the free will, the transcending
Twisting our minds, loosening spines. Ringleaders are breeding us their
Minions. Sucking in prey to soft dark folds of Manipulation, Transformation
It's calculated controled. it's infestation of the soul. Reshaping innocence
In rage, bodies devoured by hate. Cruel world order. In malignant image we grow
Distrusting our minds with blind open eyes. Despots thinking themselves artists
But truly are deconstructionist architects. it*s calculated controled
It's infestation of the soul. Reshaping innocence in rage, bodies devoured by hate
Cruel world order. Hard heavy handed, Applied force of pressure. I feel it I feel it
Bold dividing lines, Protect the chosen within. I hate it I hate it. Devour the people
Who have no power. As long as someone leads you follow, like a herd of sheep being led
To the slaughter cold blooded eyes, A habit of lying. I get it i get it. Words Of Damnations
Deciding my future. I fuck it I fuck it. Devour the people who have no power. As long as
Someone leads you follow, Like a herd of sheep being led to the slaughter