The Grand Silent System - Robotics lyrics

Freedom of choice Your voice your tailor That suits up To fashion a victim Form an opinion Opinion can seperate Partisan and media date cool Wait to be spoonfed Swallow a mouthful Succumbings beneath The weight that pins you Under the finger Condition and routine For monetary value Patterns can permiate Little ripples And littles waves - drown in! All this neccessity The fundamental See the pawn take centre stage You're a corpse you work to stay, Within your means, For more we fast we wait, Return to minimal needs, The dead the cynical: breed