Letras
With computer chips in the right fist, barcodes in devices
That scan the hand of a man that stands but is lifeless
Unaware that the fruit is priceless
His failed sacrifices entices this
God of crime to ignore the righteous
In a white dress-up shirt, necktie, khakis and shoes
He waits in a grocery store line to purchase his fat-free foods
Now after he moves to the front to make his transaction
He transmits his computer hand chip through a futuristic contraption
Subtracting the credit from what's embedded under his skin
Now realizing that his freedom has long since come to an end
He lives under a camera lens that records his family and friends
Camcorders on all street corners that corners him in
It takes thirteen steps to reach the all-seeing eye
They dislodged the cornerstone, now
Satellites rest in the gleaming sky
The demon spies watching us down every road and path
I scream and cry "In God we trust", the globe is slowly grabbed
They encode the map, inject the program with unholy laughs
My soul is passed being owned by Babylon, who's I known as that?
I don't now pass, I roam away from low-orbiting drones
And space stations that wait patient to begin transporting clones
They teleport and record you through telephones and telescopes
That can zoom in and read the stamp on your personal envelope
The elder spoke at the seminar, I listened with an open ear
He told me the controllers lies and they're the ones provoking fear
These cybernetics will alter human genetics through biometrics
Synthetic fibers injecting bodies like diabetics
The robotics, electronic media, believe it's raw
The lithium store will gradually mark a grievous sore
The devious law justifies with untrusting eyes
The immigrations act of '86 declared the flushed demise
And they rush in like spies to when they activate this act of faith
Now they can see every single path you navigate
When the savages take control, revelations will unfold
Chapter 13:17 of the text reflects the untold