Sonus Mortis - The Cyber Construct

Our state, of mind, is constantly fed corruption; the cycle repeats.
Roll over, rewind, and slowly accept the behavior, of the elites.

Building towards a bleak future.
Tearing away from a forgotten past.

Move with the stagnant waste of time.
There is a current flowing throughout our lives.
Need to fill this empty space of mine.
Release the valve before the pressure arrives.

Build up to the cyber construct.
You belong, to the cyber construct.

Connecting, my mind, and delving into the depths of, all mankind.
Removing, my soul, and pushing beyond the realms of, my self control.

Tearing away from a bleak past.
Building towards a better future.

Move with the stagnant waste of time.
There is a current flowing throughout our lives.
Need to fill this empty space of mine.
Release the valve before the pressure arrives.

The sowing, of seeds, will replace all discontent with, perfect harmony.
This, this disease, is infecting everything with, pure euphony.

Unionised with complacency.
And formalised with fear.
This is a state of emergency.
To be repeated for years.

Welcome to the cyber construct.
Connect, looks like your time is up.
You belong to the cyber construct.
Inject, you've just ran out of luck.