In The Dead of Night

Take a walk in the death dream

Almost as silent as a scream

More insidious than it even seems

Where megalomaniacs refine their schemes,

Post hypnotic in the death realm

With an idiot in the Oval Office at the helm

The sheep can be easily overwhelmed

As they graze in their antebellum,

Still the echo of a reality in the mind

That does not coincide what you might find

The deal is rigged delivered and signed

Once the wicked have been wined and dined,

A dream death stroll in the dead of night

With all the atrocities hidden from sight

Fighting against the illusion with all of your might

The gallows prepared for the big invite,

Climb into the cockpit of your doom machine

They’ll eventually find you in a ravine

Amongst the mass buried who go unseen

You’re indoctrinated and drugged as a teen,

Curse the fool in the mirror don’t you know?

They’re the one responsible for this horror show

Some people get a heart attack shoveling snow

As the charlatans come and go,

I prayed to God for a reprieve

Though I wonder while I believe

I doubt the cattle will become bereaved

We all succumb to the web we weave.