The Order

Either bow or take heel

All revealed

Is secured

Just as soon as you yield to me,

Lay down the sword

And return to your homes

Clear the streets of debris

And go back to consuming

Your garbage tv

Still inducing my lucid

Hallucinogens

Fall in line

To my virus’

New synthesis

Of the truth from the false

In the form of a pulse

Sending bipolar currencies

Rippling across

The brain waves

Of the mindless one’s

Consenting slaves

And the graves that I dig

Beneath trade-ways are paved

In the wake of my seeking submission

Admission

Now trust in my bank account’s

Human condition

My weapons of peace’s

Coerced mercy mission

My laws to be broken

By only the makers

My bar to be set

By the highest test-takers

Erasing the chaotic

Host of scape GOATs

I’m the satyr-horned tyrant‘s

Divisive vote’s most

Holy Ghost

Influential,

Convincing,

The quiet is listening

In deep to your sleep-stalking

Dream conversation

Wherein sanctity

Of my unity lurks

In my get back to work’s

Multinational perks

So persist in my

We’re all the same

Different day

And in my spoils revel

Your whole life away