Lost Dogmatic Space New Order

Caught Between borders of what's real And what's only a dream My eyes Are a gateway back to Someone that I used to be Hold it Don't break it Caress your soul within your hands Watch as it slips Though your hands Without a damn Brainwashed by Lunatics Everybody's blind and it makes me sick Open your eyes You can see their design Plans of mass genocide It's all a conspiracy Dogmatic No agency Make sure to plug yourself in Or you'll be unplugged It's honed By an agency No choice No hope infamy Sit down and be quiet Trying to rationalise This multidimensional injustice Is like trying to thread a needle Without the gift of sight Going to war With myself Is the only battle That's worth my time Consume Consume and repeat Fill your face You're part of a machine Selling Your soul away Selling one more shred each day Bite Bite down on the pain You know that you'll soon assimilate Anxious that You'll soon be Homogenous collectively I'm lost in space