Letras
In the year 2099
The nations fell to the bottom line
Democracy sold at a clearance price
Freedom now bound by corporate device
Welcome to the Nations of the Brand
Governments dissolved by their demand
Flags they owned, borders all blurred
Shareholders rewrote every word
Pledging allegiance to logos we wear
Your passport's a purchase, your rights are a share
Elections replaced with subscription tiers
Your ballot's a product, renewed each year
Welcome to the Nations of the Brand
Governments dissolved by their demand
Borders erased with a corporate pen
Citizens re-branded consumers again
The anthem's a jingle, the soldiers all smile
They're guarding the logo, not land or a mile
In the ruins of Rome, billboards grow,
Your master's the market, and you reap what you owe
Welcome to the Nations of the Brand
Where freedom's a trademark stamped on your hand
Citizenship for sale, visas leased too
Babylon didn't burn, it just didn't renew