Verse 1
Ion trap, thought machine.
Bastard thief, remains unseen.
Profit drives the very cause.
Humanity's at certain loss
The perfect tools, a dash of greed
brings the distopia that they feed.
The pieces all fall into place,
What's on the net can't be erased.
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Verse 2
Power that is not controlled,
will make this evil plan unfold.
There is no conspiracy,
There's no need for secrecy,
They do it all in perfect view,
only judgement is askew.
The foot is forced inside the door,
and it keeps growing more and more
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Verse 3
Freedoms taken piece by piece,
Convenience puts the mind at ease.
Complacent we become the drones,
The workforce that the system owns.
Zombies with no will or drive,
barely functioning or alive
Will you have something to eat?
Or will your checkmark not agree?
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Verse 4
The labor camps don't need a fence.
Is this how the story ends?
Where money is the government,
only money makes a dent.
It is time to see this through.
The only difference there is you.
Heed the call, refute the claim,
Don't take masters gone insane.
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