Don’t paint me black when I’ve always been golden.

The powers that be have re-shaped the mould.

Oh, and it grows and grows, consuming all we’ve known.

The money machine has evolved beyond us.

We started something that cannot be stopped.

Until we disconnect from one another,

We’re bound by chains of the technological gods.

Show me something to believe in.

I need you to feel for me.

Show me what you think I’m needing.

So down the rabbit hole we go.

Show me something to believe in.

I need you to feel for me.

Show me what you think I’m needing.

So Down the rabbit hole we go.

They gave the scent of freedom to hellhounds of corporation.

Now we’re tearing at the throats of our brothers.

We have lost all control.

Show me something to believe in.

I need you to feel for me.

Show me what you think I’m needing.

Down the rabbit hole we go.

Give me hope beyond all reason.

Fan the flames of misery.

Forever bound to find our meaning.

So down the rabbit hole we go.

Go, go, go.

An ever growing well of knowledge.

So deep down it goes.

Where the roots of evil grow.

Down the rabbit hole we go.