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CONTROLLED CHAOS LYRICS
"Welcome to Dystopia" (2006)
1. Our Dystopia
2. A Foundation of Lies
3. Betrayed by Thought
4. Distance Grows...
5. Metathesiophobia
6. Injustice Served
7. New Meanings
8. March of the Pawns
9. Know Your Place
1. Our Dystopia
An unchosen path
only way that remains.
An indistinct destination
so vague.
Such delicate threads
these future times.
Woven with fear,
with pain.
What resignation
among noble minds.
Refusal to turn away.
And give the dark the day.
Refusal to watch in a haze.
the welcome of our dystopia.
An unrealized power
creating fire from ash.
An illimitable present
so clear.
Watch unyielding hands
create utopia
Devoid of fear
of pain.
Such eternally
roaming minds
not enslaved to
deception.
Refusal to turn away
And give the dark the day
Refusal to watch in a haze
the welcome of our dystopia.
2. A Foundation of Lies
Undesigned
with humanity in mind.
Unbenign
spreading inscience like plague.
No closer to the answer
Fiction as the fact
No grand realization.
The blind have sight.
No glorious lord.
Hear them roar with their indignation
"I'm fighting for your soul"
See them condemn with no reservation
"Perish in the lake of fire and coal"
Their world is built on a
Foundation of Lies.
a foundation of lies.
Unresigned
to such a fate.
I will
craft my own path.
Closer to
an objective truth.
A glorious understanding.
Through knowledge comes sight.
A grand world.
Listen to the rage of unacceptance
"I'm saved through strength not fear"
Witness this escape from condemnation
"Your hell - you burn"
Their world is built on a
Foundation of Lies.
a foundation of lies.
3. Betrayed by Thought
I see the silver tounged
disguised human serpent.
Lash out with toxic ideas
that infect.
Recoil in tyranny.
Strike for terror.
The poison words injected deep.
The open wound; humanity.
Visions be gone from me.
Seeing what none should see.
The world burned to ash.
In the name of america.
But open minds will see the light
Through the darkness of the lie
Deception is through knowledge fought
These fallicies betrayed by thought
I see the golden throne
encircled by human serpents
Suffocating those that war
for true utopia.
Recoil in tyranny.
Strike for terror.
The air sickly foul
From the stench of humanity.
Visions be gone from me.
Seeing what none should see.
The world burned to ash.
In the name of false democracy.
But open minds will see the light
Through the darkness of the lie
Deception is through knowledge fought
These fallicies betrayed by thought
4. Distance Grows...
The ever-expanding infinity.
ideals marching
in opposing directions.
My right is your wrong.
Your weak is my strong.
Reality falls upon the blade.
Dying for the want of a voice.
The distance grows
As they turn their backs and walk away.
The distance grows
We have been condemned; left to decay.
The distance grows
and the war begins.
The distance grows
and hastens the end.
Forever amplifying inhomogeneities
driving forward
with eyes wide shut.
My right is your wrong.
Your noise is my song.
Unreality stands on the corpse
Of the long dead what could have been.
5. Metathesiophobia
6. Injustice Served
Behold the spectacle
The parade of freedom.
The injustice served.
Innocence isn't cheap:
The media spin
the backroom handshakes
The injustice served
Freedom for a price:
The best truth
that money can buy
Expect no vision
from blind eyes
Expect no hearing
from deaf ears
The only sense awakened
Is the smell of the blood of the weak
innocent
powerless
Facts are stubborn things;
and whatever may be our wishes,
our inclinations,
or the dictates of our passion,
they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.
"Let us revise our views and work from the premise
that all laws should be for the welfare of society
as a whole and not directed at the punishment of sins.
Behold the charade
The circus of power.
The injustice served.
Innocence isn't cheap:
The media spin
the backroom handshakes
The injustice served
Freedom for a price:
The best truth
that money can buy
Expect no vision
from blind eyes
Expect no hearing
from deaf ears
The only sense awakened
Is the smell of the blood of the weak
innocent
powerless
7. New Meanings
Can you hear it?
The collective stabbing
of knives into backs?
Can you feel it?
The sting of salt
poured in the gaping wound?
They decieved us
when they sold this modern enemy
They betrayed us
We're the threat to security
They damned us
To hell kept burning with paranoia
They destroyed us
With a wink, a smile, and a god.
The words have new meanings
When did non-conformist=terrorist
The words have new meanings
When did freedom=moral bondage
When did liberal=seditionist
When did america=failed democracy
The words have new meanings
The words have new meanings
When did non-conformist=terrorist
The words have new meanings
When did freedom=moral bondage
When did liberal=seditionist
When did america=failed democracy
The words have new meanings
Can you smell it?
The stench of decaying
liberty?
Can you taste it?
Blood in mouth from swallowing
shattered dreams
8. March of the Pawns
A truth thrives on
throes to divine
The way through
life is forward; eyes open
Safe passages are warm lies
immortality; deception
Following
Blindly
The forever March of the Pawns
Unquestioning
Loyalty
The forever March of the Pawns
Dying
willingly
The forever March of the Pawns
Killing
divinity
The forever March of the Pawns
One collective thought
one singular goal
the devolution of human
destruction of the whole
one singular goal
No future in the embrace of fallacy.
The comforting arms, smothering.
No wisdom in the grip of idiocy.
A truth thrives on
throes to divine
The way through
life is forward; eyes open
Safe passages are warm lies
immortality; deception
Following
Blindly
The forever March of the Pawns
Unquestioning
Loyalty
The forever March of the Pawns
Dying
willingly
The forever March of the Pawns
Killing
for divinity
The forever March of the Pawns
One collective thought
one singular goal
de-evolution of human
and destruction of the whole
The knowing hunted; slaughtered.
No living, breathing earth.
Consumed by the parisite it brought forth.
9. Know Your Place
The limitations
forced upon me
I won't accept,
I won't let bind.
The expectations
placed on me
I won't adhere,
I won't let blind.
paths open before me
In infinite directions they weave
I refuse to know my place
I refuse to know my place
Never know your place.
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