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Indoctrination March
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Indoctrination March was released on November 10, 2025 by Venomheart Audio as a part of the album F.A.F.O.
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Release DateNovember 10, 2025
LabelVenomheart Audio
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nocturne
Nocturne
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lori Potter
Lori Potter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nocturne
Nocturne
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I see the factories of feelin' churnin' out the fragile minds
Where every minor inconvenience is a trauma you must find
They traded playground scrapes for therapists and safe spaces on the map
Where every hero's flawed and courage is a trap
They preach a gospel of the victim a perpetual defeat
Where your success is not your own it's just the privilege you seek
They're buildin' walls of pity where the borders used to stand
And raisin' up an army that can't lift a single hand
The screens all tell the same tale a synchronized parade
Of half-truths and of nightmares a war that they have made
They bless the chosen narratives and bury the dissent
A twenty four seven sermon on how our nation should repent
They'll show you smoke and mirrors call it undeniable truth
And sanctify the lies they told you in your youth
They manufactured outrage for a profit and a vote
While cuttin' out the very heart of the thing we valued most
They whisper through the textbooks
They preach it through the screens
A subtle kind of poison dressed as hope and self-esteem
They tell ya who to hate and they tell ya who to blame
And if you dare to question it they'll crucify your name
Is this the promised freedom?
This self-imposed cage?
This slow and steady suicide of courage truth and rage?
They're selling you a sickness and they're callin' it a cure
While they burn the foundation for a future that's insecure
Are we awake?
Are we asleep?
Just how far will we go?
Before there's nothin' left of us to save
Nothin' left to know
They sanitize the language put the world inside a bubble
'Til a different word or thought becomes a trigger for new trouble
You can't say that you can't think this walk the line or feel the wrath
Of the keyboard phalanxes who've chosen their own path
Of righteous indignation for a cause they barely know
Just follow the direction where the social media winds blow
It's a cult of new devotion with the heretics exiled
Where the past is just a sin that must be publicly defiled
They demand your full submission your confession and your dread
Your every independent thought is better left unsaid
They hand you pills for panic for the world they left behind
Instead of grit and character they give you a soft mind
This ain't strength this is sickness a slow and steady rot
Tradin' in your liberty for a single simple thought
They're offerin' a prison where the walls you cannot see
And you'll polish your own chains in the name of unity
They promise you protection if you just forget the key
God help the lonely soul who dares to stand and disagree
Is this the promised freedom?
This self-imposed cage?
This slow and steady suicide of courage truth and rage?
They're selling you a sickness and they're callin' it a cure
While they burn the foundation for a future that's insecure
Are we awake?
Are we asleep?
Just how far will we go?
Before there's nothin' left of us to save
Nothin' left to know
Check the blueprint check the source it's a calculated arc
From the cradle to the campus it's an indoctrination march
Pacifiers to professors feedin' you the party line
Rewritin' all the history sayin' what was yours is mine
They kill the competition of ideas can't have a different thought
A generation captured a cultural battle fought and lost
They're weak but they're vicious they can't build but they can break
They engineer dependency on a system they create
They offer you a gender
they offer you a race
Anything but individual
anything but a face
So what's the endgame of this madness?
A nation on its knees?
Beggin' for forgiveness
For the very air we breathe?
I'm speakin' for the silenced
For the ones who still can think
Before we reach the point of no return before we reach the brink
This ain't the promised freedom!
This self-made gilded cage!
This cowardly surrender of our courage truth and rage!
They sold us all a sickness and they're callin' it a cure!
We are the foundation and our future is secure!
W are awake!
They are asleep!
This is how far we go!
There's everythin' left of us to save
And everythin' to know!
We remember
We resist
We rebuild
Written by: Lori Potter
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