Archive - Old Artist lyrics

Progress is methodic meaning step by step Too much too long too many minds have slept As the world grows grey throw away ma** produce What are we to do now all hell has broken loose The noose in the gallows is shallow like the man Who mean and selfishly brings about the master plan So the rich get richer and the poor get suppressed k**ing off the lesser like a parasite or pest In the beast we dwell never my soul I sell Will I kiss and tell ? Check the next episode As the plot thickens minds stricken with dilemma From the hand of the wicked the bad meaning wicked I'm on the other frequency for the time being Everything's okay as long as my third eye seeing scenery Thru the retina translated by the brain Then conveyed to the soul We must seize control All mistakes in the past I try and shut it out I can't be taking it no more so won't you cut it out All of this driving ambition I must let it out Sometimes I gotta do for self that's what it's all about Making light steps on the ground touch down in the west Less I be mistaken I see many bows are breaking But I was only shaken my cerebral stays stable Lay my hands upon the table cos I'm willing and I'm able When the time comes I travel over to the top Climb higher embark like the spark in my veins bloodfire Try again to try my patience and you never will succeed My inner space attacks the master race My profession that is the most 'Cos you're the listener and I'm the humble host So welcome to the distorted alternative view As the mind showing the way to the few.