Lost Dogmatic Space New Order

Caught
Between borders of what's real
And what's only a dream

My eyes
Are a gateway back to
Someone that I used to be

Hold it
Don't break it
Caress your soul within your hands

Watch as it slips
Though your hands
Without a damn

Brainwashed by Lunatics
Everybody's blind and it makes me sick
Open your eyes
You can see their design
Plans of mass genocide

It's all a conspiracy
Dogmatic
No agency

Make sure to plug yourself in
Or you'll be unplugged

It's honed
By an agency

No choice
No hope
infamy

Sit down and be quiet

Trying to rationalise
This multidimensional injustice

Is like trying to thread a needle
Without the gift of sight

Going to war
With myself
Is the only battle
That's worth my time

Consume
Consume and repeat

Fill your face
You're part of a machine

Selling
Your soul away

Selling one more shred each day
Bite
Bite down on the pain

You know that you'll soon assimilate

Anxious that
You'll soon be

Homogenous collectively

I'm lost in space