You're online type in a password from your own mind 

What you think is top secret got insiders thinking they're all mine 

Y2K year two thousand is when they go blind 

Shut down machines scrambling while media co-signs 

Predesigned programs that kill technology romance 

Set up for chaos make you and destiny slow dance 

So the storm lands microchip in your wrist and they'll insist 

That this will make life easier troubleless 

Hassle-free but actually none of this is for the best 

Interest or the progress of society, buying me? 

You can call me paranoid but paranoia's a defense mechanism 

From those trying to destroy ya 

Don't let them throw ya off course 

Keep that money safe buried in your backyard 

And beware of the pale horse 

  

These tragic scenes unfold and cause panic 

Organized crime families control automatically 

Computer chip slanging to new age fanatics 

Stuck to your PC screens like addicts 

Madness and online freedom bandits 

Create you a World Wide Web of sadness 

This sick plan to assist the removal of democracy 

Won't miss 

  

We're caught in webs of mind control screens 

And through world wide revolt you find tragedy 

We fight the scenes 

Enemies and computer chip slavery… tragedy 

  

Computer components are considered Demonic Masonic 

Made by the enlightened opponent they own it 

They control it flood the market target the dormant 

Claiming that they simplify but really complicate the moment 

In a glance we think hollow follow the prize 

Swallow the shallow lies strive where we wallow 

Computer age stage millenium plague vague but certain 

Open the curtain digital burden 

  

Strangers link to you bring danger 

Red sky signs of the weather 

Being controlled a world wide light show 

And they know the commands for rain, wind, snow 

Codes punched in produce storms 

And can't be stopped with the use of fire arms 

Anti-government groups get shot 

And we slide into the age of robot 

Cops enforce world orders and bring static 

And civilians and the uniformed go at it 

Wild fights ignite in the middle of the night 

Into the daylight 

Reported acts to enslave on track 

And we push our hack platoon to get started 

Terrorists through e-mail drop bombs 

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