Holy Moses

He's got blood shot eyes
Skin like wax
He's malding them like clay
Twisting their souls
Aimed and giting deep
Voracious
Fragile minds
He rips them apart
He faints their conscience
We are more than just conditiened apes
He breakes the proud one's will
Now we've got the chance to break our chains
He stools their purpose
We are more so face the fucking truth
You're just machines
He's in service