Infection
Committee
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Gushing blood, power in me. I gather forces, I groom them.
I feed them my poison.
Awaken my fiends, arise the wicked. Your time has come
to scorch the minds. To breed disdain in masses.
I throw the snippets of truth. These blinded masses, in the shadows.
Oblivious, benign, It's sickening!
No strength in numbers
No moral ground
We sever logic
With blazing guns
My talking vultures are out for blood of perished and unborn.
The masses doomed with silence. The stage is mine, observe!
Extremist rebels and loyal fiends
Your battle looming, on big screens
Demanding lynching, Demanding peace
My loyal lapdogs, promote disease!
I leave the masses to their bidding. Those maggots wriggle in silence.
In vain, welded to their screens.
They swallow whole of truth. Extremists wage their wars on psyche,
on status quo. One percent is in control.
Future is mine!
The change will come, wrapped in emotions
Credible lies weaken their minds. Obey!
We're meant to stand in the spotlights.
Destroy established norms. Obey!