Wolf in shepherd's raiments

Did you fall in line For the slaughter Is your mind your own Or owned, a programed grown drone of the throne.
Wrapped in a blanket of pride, languishing in the language of American life Entrained since your birth to go work and buy merch

Can you see past your perch What worth do you search Your data centers A trailer park When you plunder under Propagandas arch Fat and happy in your napy's Never asking for the facts means 9-5 times a life past by you see

Toil for the currency A factory Of worker bees Living with a plastic dreams fancy cars and diamond rings Planned Obsolescence and scarcity Educated of swineschool No pearls gift is legislated Just a pacifier and baby blanket Hegelian dialect has been used for ages

You're reading to fast not looking between the lines

your reaction is known Predicted and primed the solution is your paradigm built on lies Disguised As facts of life Theoretically defined As our Acceptable reality

Stay in line for your degree in disguising a thief The white coated humans are merely goats with The sheep Time for the sheer joy of the cut it's the time of the year young men strut rutting bucks Sign up to fight choose a side that ancient ties with blood lines need violence to steal so Fight to the death for the king against the fools who mirror you the dear turn veal young men who bow and kneeled for
Their kings the true and yours is evil .

Stars and Stripes is for the people? or the corporations creators of monopolistic enslavers interest investment on slave labour for wagers Illusions of choice bread circus or death

Threat of handcuffs or irs

It's not sexy for your conquest Of social acceptance to fall out of line of the holy trend of social sanctity Scared to be out dated with your purchases turned personhood trends inflict your spirit gifts to clout your success of materialistic vanity peacocking your status as lavish while your blind ignorance is madness as the owner of your soul is laughing. average all the ads gists calling in to take your mind now buy this bliss it's swaying thoughts falling madness your inner self is ravaged original Thoughts never had them Only a Specialist in regurgitation Free range Or tracked traced Bagged tagged Sold out down stream Bought in to get out Scanned and caned Trimmed and binned They or They Toll or tickets Soul or visage Virtue or rob you Dog eat dog Wolf raiments of sheep Gog Magog Shepherds facade wolves underneath Did you fall in line For the slaughter Is your mind your own Or owned, a programed grown drone of the throne.
Wrapped in a blanket of pride, languishing in the language of American life Entrained since your birth to go work and buy merch

Can you see past your perch