Biohazard

On your knees before the mighty them, receive communion once again,
Obey and follow strict laws to the letter,
Do as youre told and life will be better,
Go with the flow, avoid the strife, let unknown powers rule your life,
A box of glass dictates your death stolen minds innocence last breath.
On your knees pray to the one you appease.
Whatever happened to the good old days no mental smokescreen subliminal haze,
Corporate society prints out your thoughts spirituality sold and bought.
Now your life is all dictated, all you stood for, all you hated,
Establishment prevails again on your knees before the mighty them.
Look in my eyes and you will find,