ctims mentally dumb, incoherent from a collective convenience
They process the numb and belie all resilience
When justifying their own existence (wholesale emancipation)
These wielders of intellectual techniques welcome pretension
Over victims mentally dumb, incoherent from self infatuation
They process the numb to feed their false adulation

Now politics and finance are the Evangelists' primary motivation
Enhancing egotism and conditioning to secure our domination
As the military and governments use religions as a medium
Singular parasites upon a multiple host - forbidding mental freedom

When justifying their own existence - their divine will supremacy
These wielders of intellectual techniques despise all diplomacy
Over victims mentally dumb, incoherent from habitual susceptibility
They process the numb to join their world of instability

"The chosen ones", the Evangelists came

2. Raze Against Time
Safety - a God to you
Myriad in choice, but a selective social view
The choice of your power, the choice of your wealth
The wealth of your choice, for you no one else

Your ultimate precognition of safety
Lives through your memory of the womb
Forcing ambition to override reasoning
Green personification from birth to the tomb

My mind's eye can see your weak inhibition
As reasons to help or kill jostle for position
Even your safety is safe (an egoist obsession)
A shield hewn from ignorance to deflect my objection

You respect only those who prostrate to your farce
These fools suffer to serve as we rot in their path
But our safety is our knowledge - the knowledge we've been led
Join our raze against time and remove what was said

You're unsafe now we're safe and I show that I know

That you show you don't care and care only for show

4. Vortex Dreamer
Opposition fusion the aim, the goal
I'm happy now for I'm real not a role
So others can touch for others can feel
In my maze of options with all of them real
In a hollow mind (the tunnel of life's distractions)
You build a road long from all your actions
You must know this road that you walk along
You laid it with skill, how could you be wrong?

A blind eye hides for its own sake
Because human suffering is a human mistake
Its Vortex will create your need to fake
With room to manoeuvre its life is your tumour

What will you do when you find this is true?
Act? Retract? Remain intact?
Progression is slaughtered by your needle point view
Will you be shocked when you get what is due?
The life of the Vortex grows through bias addition
Its delusions of superiority bound tight in fiction
An accomplice to the mask if your past was a farce
But removing this collection will stir recollection

Take the chain off your answer before throwing it at me

5. The Way Of The Way
So this is your now
What was done? When? Why? And how?

There's so much to do to make you belong
But that which is "right" can also be wrong
The way through the way, intuition not force
Convenience and distractions must be razed at your source
Hysteria will taint all prospect of removal
So this clone need not fight as it has your approval
Ideals filtered out by the crude egoist offender
Leaving your dross of token existence now compelled to surrender
Our minds of duality now corrode under the strain
Remember the again and make luxury from pain
Mind your mind and regain through sustain
The reality of Matrix - it's there to obtain
Is this your now?

6. Matrix
The method I served was always the result
How can I view the matrix twice?
Matrix = Interface
We will not leave you here
Everything matters

7. Until You Remember the Again
Your progression stands still
Through distractions you are caught
Without action theory stays lifeless
Like famine remaining food for thought

Now the sign of the times reads nowhere you'll look for the again
When you arrive early just to kill time you'll need the again

Remember what you have just done
As the again is what then will come
The former is chosen by your ego rival
The latter is ignored to maintain its survival

Now the sign of the times reads nowhere you'll look for the again
When you arrive early just to kill time you'll need the again

Endless promises of progression
This intention a thought sincere
Inside your mind you the hostage may hide
But the siege remains, and near
When you hold your mind to ransom
The currency is fear