Shutter

Addicted to attention Orchestrated ignorance Flesh obsessed, automata Chasing scraps of influence Condemn objectification They perpetuate on themselves Relentless ego blandishment Beneath a ragged victimhood veil A lecture free is rarely true The product of their service is you Yield your sins for me Impious flocks praise the profane Scorn virtue's cold embrace Write in misery Appease the demons in the screen Prisoner to escape Sensory overload Computational overflow Pixel-perfect false idols Crumble behind a broken lens Don't let a crisis go to waste Shield the truth just out of frame Yield your sins for me Impious flocks praise the profane Lay bare the flesh they crave Sway through tragedy Dispose of your free reasoning Prisoner to escape Reality's perception in flux With your disposition Your cause a pure convenience Your champion a false front for The Tyrants Spurn autonomy Conformance in the name of diversity Yield your sins for me Impious flocks praise the profane Scorn virtue's cold embrace Write in misery Appease the demons in the screen Prisoner to escape