Devil’s Snare - Intellectual

Blank faces stare into an empty screen

Profitable lies constricting you and me

If you can't feel the poison

If you can't feel the poison creeping into your bloodstream

How ignorant can you be?

Daughters of solace, sons of none

We need to come together and admit what we've done

The unravelling starts now, the end is nigh

The time for charades is over and the time for truth high

Yeah, forked tongues spitting lies now

You wanna know what I think?

You're just a coffin count

You've been trapped in Devil's Snare

Corporative slander

Force-fed propaganda

Filthy rich from the mistreatment of the masses

So wake the fuck up to the world you exist in

Slave to the wage, expending life without living

Tell me where to place my trust 'cause I am lost at the thought

In a consumerist world, we will consume ourselves

In a consumerist world, we will consume

Daughters of solace, sons of none

We need to come together and admit what we've done

The unravelling starts now, the end is nigh

The time for charades is over and the time for truth high

We've seen the natives evicted from their homes

The skyscrapers dance upon their precursor's bones

If all you care about is which puppet dances best

Then wake up, find clarity in disgrace

We need to congregate

In a consumerist world, we will consume ourselves