The Division Grounds

I look upon the division grounds

No longer asking why

Programming, indoctrination, comfort zones

Everyone believes the lie

A screaming voice in a sea of denial

The truth will set you free

But ignorance is bliss in all but horror

Then what kills you is what you see

You don't want to know what I know

You don't want to be outcast

You want your beer on Friday night

And to be taxed according to your class

You want to be poisoned from the skies

You want poison in a shot

You want poison in your food

Because that's freedom and what you've got

You want Doctors who treat symptoms

And Hospitals that make you sick

And Banks that rob you blind

Cause it's just life and that's the schtick

You want to toil and never get ahead

You want a Government full of lies

You want a house you will never own

Because that is being part of "the click"

You live in fear but are too blind to see it

You live in misery and accept it as your lot

You are in chains but wear them lightly

You believe it's Freedom but it's not

So deny the truth another day

And continue to slave for i.o.u. pay

Settle for what you have

And what you are then giving to those you leave behind

Because ignorance in the age of information

Is a choice and you choose the lie

And by doing so you pass it to your children

Who will also be slaves until they die

Ogre