6. Technate - The Pleasure of Harm

6. Technate
Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite
Album: The Pleasure of Harm

Bars on the windows
Bars on my mind
Expression terminated
For the "greater good"
Lost on a sea of disinformation
You're not allowed to speak
Suffer in isolation
Why me?

The iron fist
That keeps us in check
A tiered society
Destroying itself

There's nothing here to see,
Go back to your home
Rot away in silence,
Devoid of hope

SOLO

Public Servants
Playing the roll of god
Harsh penalties
For just existing
Lockdowns...
Bury the weak
Suicides' climbing
Week on week...

Darkness,
Within and without
Loss of faith
Incipit corruption
Ideals
Rot on the vine
Locked away
As life slips by...

SOLO

Communities,
Disintegrate
Total allegiance
To the State...
The blood of a thousand lives
Stains the hands
Of bent politicians

Life's now meaningless
Existing, for one purpose
The jaws of annihilation
Expectations die in utero
Illumination,
Turns to shadows....

Another life
That seems so far away
Propagandize
To the 'n'th degree
Fear,
Turning into hate
The dystopian future
Of Hell awaits...

SOLO