Obedient slave you must behave
From the beginning to the end
and back to zero again
they wish to control you here
and even follow you into the grave
engulf you with fear
so you will behave.
You think you're free
Yet the chains print the name in you
You're branded as a slave
Part of a slave race
Like cattle to the market
The Controls of religion and politics
Have you in their grip.
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 9:06 AM UTC
Obedient slave you must behave
From the beginning to the end
and back to zero again
they wish to control you here
and even follow you into the grave
engulf you with fear
so you will behave.
You think you're free
Yet the chains print the name in you
You're branded as a slave
Part of a slave race
Like cattle to the market
The Controls of religion and politics
Have you in their grip.
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