Thoughtcrime Is Death

Harvest the cancer, fill the sphere to the brim
It's overflowing with the thought of another
Don't fall out of line, you may find yourself floating
With the bodies of the rapt barricading the river.

Oh, big brother we are the shrewd
Don't let your eyes surpass the obvious
Oh, thy tyrant, release us from your grasp
We are the pawns.

You cannot over come the host you have created
Betrayal was evident
Intrigued by the powers you posses, the hunger is taking this over
Envy will be your only angst, we will not be hollow anymore.

Oh, big brother we are the shrewd
Don't let your eyes surpass the obvious
Oh, thy tyrant, release us from your grasp
We are the pawns.

Rape the mind of it's enterprise
Fabricate a host of drones
Bodies are punctured, minds are altered
The remains rest on the water
The buoyancy decreases as the air flows out of the aperture.

Oh, big brother we are the shrewd
Don't let your eyes surpass the obvious
Oh, thy tyrant, release us from your grasp
We are the pawns.