Exiled in this empty room A place unfit for a bride and groom From the outside world only doom The prospect of mass tombs,
"Mission Control, the Eagle has landed." But for the fate of future generations we're empty handed The federal government is compromised they planned it The flames of unrest they fanned it,
A complex puzzle morphed into reality Get over the illusion that you are actually free The games being played by the powers that be Stay with me baby keep me company, Those who should have been our servants are the enemy I'm talking about the federal fraternity Printing worthless paper money The icing on their happy cake is runny, A black sun suspended in the sky Illuminating all of their lies I'm afraid all of our founding fathers would cry "Is there intelligent life ? Houston, we're standing by,"
Heartbreak is that personal tragedy Telling us all life is not what it's meant to be Commitment quite nefariously A spouse no longer implies dependability, The life we once knew is like a ghost Like a phantom an invisible host Cherished memories I value the most Raising a glass to non-existence for a toast,
Where did we go wrong was it all unforeseen? So many habits now are unclean Matters of the heart are unseen Human decency not what it seems, Paving the road of good intention Living a life of decadence and pretension Shoulder your rifle at attention There's a new video game, did I mention?
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