Wireless…

Wired facial expression loses control,

Slumped, confused and all alone,

Tirelessly wondering who has the remote,

Instead, I walk around as an artificial ghost.

The rain is going wash the sins away and Soak the entire human race,

The feared hiding away in escapism, longing for that freedom on the face,

Tunnel vision in the empire of greed, ego, and oppression,

Suicide portray skyscrapers in the seed unknown depression.

Hollow, emotionless vessel is being lived by another source,

The eyes cascade from a sadistic bottomless force,

Books disappeared in the imagination of the hell-fire incinerator,

Rustic cogs broken, the machine of salvation is a glorified generator.

Wired facial expression loses control,

Slumped, confused and all alone,

Tirelessly wondering who has the remote,

Instead, I walk around as an artificial ghost.

Shadows of greatness fade into silhouettes, roaming the streets scavenging,

Bitterness they swollow, but spoon fed sorrow, all the while submerging;

Submerging into a hollow abyss that their soul's can't escape,

An uprising is monumental, the maker has to be met face to face.

Soldier of the people, listen!

While electronic blankets cover our sense of reality, don't let it take away our bravery!

Bravery is ran by our emotions,

Let us feel!

Let us be heard!

If it is bravery that all we have left, use it!

Tear down the electric city!

Build a future with the emotions we have left,

Don't hide,

Don't show a different face!

Don't be consumed by control and hate,

Let the people be the blanket!

Cover ourselves with the love we have.

Let us not feel this;

"Wired facial expression loses control,

Slumped, confused and all alone,

Tirelessly wondering who has the remote,

Instead, I walk around as an artificial ghost."