Bidders gather round at the table,
Sickening grins flood the room,
Check books are ready to pay the price.
Deadly cocktail of mind control and psychological warfare
Chemicals are shoved down the throat
And sleeping into skin
Psychological inceptions, misinterpretation
Oppressive creations with sweat of innocent
Sold to the highest bidder, to be enjoyed
Under illusion of grandeur
HIVE !! Keep on chasing paper
We are enthroned as kings under the light.
Why not carve them out ?
Because on first bid, critical structures fall clinically
Second bid, unspoken numbers surely die
Third bid, their souls are callously fed to jaw of beast
Can I start bidding at a higher proxy
So that I may reign as a god ?
Of an entire population's ignorance
What are you blind you lunatic fools ?
