Gather round, faceless bidders

As sickening grins

Flood the room

Cheque books

At the ready

We'd like to present to you



A deadly cocktail of

Mind control

And psychological warfare

Chemicals shoved down the throat

And sleeping into the skin

Psychological Inceptions

Misrepresentations

Overthrown nations

Oppressive creations

With the blood of the innocent dashed on top all

Sold to the highest bidder

To be enjoyed

Under the illusion

Of grandeur

Just keep on buzzing

Hive, blind in your ignorance

Just keep on chasing paper

We're enthroned as kings live under the light

Of an entire population's ignorance

What are you blind?

You pathetic CUNTS

Next up for auction is a machine race with depraved minds

Unknowingly enslaved our methods

Ensure their mass distraction

While we're riveting

Retching

Heaving

Promising

Painting a portrait for the public

Can I start the bidding at a price worthy of a fully thought out

Termination of a healthy portion of their

Un-awakened lives

So that we may reign of as gods

Forever more

Listen up now

We have spent years dominating over humanity

So get back to financing the dying economy

Take a look at this celebrity

Isn't she pretty?

As she smiles with greed

Don't look at that

This auctioneer of Depravity

With the buying and selling

Of humanity

Alright, take a look at humanity

Aren't we clever

As we shun each other for a system

Cast your unscathed eyes aside

Why not just carve them out because we have our first bid

Critical structures fall clinically

The second bid

Unspoken numbers surely die

Upon the third bid

Their souls are callously fed to the jaws of the beast

As religious belief controls the weak

Under a polluted skyline insufficient

Awoken minds get ridiculed and branded with insanity

While most behave like sheep

Running circles in the street saying work work work

All whilst we accept our fourth bid

Force feeding you war and famine and disease and

Detrimental in conclusions

Sparking riots hailing mass

Public disorder

All whilst we commence this auction

In the confines of conspiracy



And it's all sold to the men who print the money

Along with all the requirements of life

Control the money

Control the people