Cells

Late stage is already here.
Advertising is playing on fear.
Amping us up just to deny us our prize.
This mass sabotage is of no surprise.
While politicians bay for bigger cheques.
Ignoring plagiarism as it wraps round our necks.
Robbing scrutiny from beneath our noses.
Distraction emblazoned with overly staged poses.
Meant to baffle so long as your gaze is fleeting.
Whittle away freedoms with secret meetings.
Fashioning adherence with sugar coated lies.
Everything is built to divert analytical eyes.

Pandering only to their own kind.
Stripping our bones from its rind.
Pretending we have a hope to ascend.
In truth they wish us to pledge allegiance and bend.
While horrors grip at the hearts of innocence.
Taking a scalper to anyone who shows sense.
Lobotomies carved into future prospects.
Only use is if we suffer lifelong defects.
As rich get richer off our sickening states.
These elites just want to relentless take.
Suck out all the marrow to sustain their existence.
Martyrs are made for continued resistance.

Separation of soul from form.
Rise up and you’ll be hung and drawn.
For punishment lurks in shadows of night.
Prepare for persecution if you dare fight.
Cause cash is king in these monsters halls.
They answer in blood with vicious tools.
Carving out debauchery to suit their games.
They would gladly watch you go up in flames.
Writhing against bonds we never committed to wear.
Every word they speak is about how they care.
Yet actions scream louder than lies.
And all they prove is how little they want us alive.