With no prospects left, devoid of aspiration
We remain stagnant
Chained down to the bottom of class division, a rigged system
By those who construct the code for their benefit

A fixed order
Spread in fragments at the bottom
Bereft of all hope, no future
Become the engine

The foundation
Bodies into data
Data into profit
Automated
Manipulated
To obtain the intangible, forever a futile endeavor

Bereft of all hope
Manipulated
Herein lies our directive: To serve
Unwillingly, and unaware of our masters

Into regression, there is no salvation
Marching forward, a nation in narcosis
Forever dystopian
Relinquish control to the great machine

Enslaved by you hope smasher
Profit off famine, and off disease
Enslaved by you hope smasher
This is desperation, this is exasperation