The power of suggestion on the unsuspecting mind
Influencing towards an end, something pre-defined
Slowly taking hold upon our stony hearts so cold
A life according to this book, damnation was foretold
Beware the power, the powers that be
The darkest hours will come, you will see
Fight!
Backed into a corner, no escape from camera eyes
Dissecting every thought you share, corrupting from inside
Surrender one more liberty in pursuit of false security
Bow your head
Go along
Follow suit
It's all perverse and wrong
Beware the power, the powers that be
The darkest hours will come, you will see
And then the moment changed
A recognition of apathy
The curtain falls and duty calls
Your brains are splattered on the wall
Finally awakened from this ignorance so blind
Never again to return to servitude and lies
Prevailing anger unoppressed, fury starts to rise
Topple power structures, there'll be nothing left behind
Beware the power, the powers that be
The darkest hours will come, you will see
