The Pile

My mind isn't made to be hold and be made into something that they like to see Lies are the cover to their millions of dollars To their raping and murdering spree Inbred and shattered with minds that don't matter they decide if your life is worthwhile But what they don't know is that I'm in control and I won't be part of the pile A new generation accepts devestation 'cause they do not know what it is They haven't seen what this life really means and they'll never experience this Don't seduce me with suppressed liberty and a modern day twist on sieg heil Brainwashed and ruined. Sell your soul? Just do it but I'll never be part of the pile I Won't be part of the pile Won't ever walk the line Won't say the words that you want me to say Say that I am a slave Say that you're in control Say that I'm part of the pile Society reaches to government leeches without having actual clues To what it all means Their words and their deeds They all just agree to be doomed Putting their faith in religions of hate and the almighty hoax in the sky Remember to pray and to do what they say and accept that you're part of the pile From birth until death To the very last breath They own every part of your life Why won't you see that you all can be free if you don't let it all get deprived Filling the voids with plain humanoids who keep track of your money and files None of my business Immune to the sickness Never a part of the pile I Won't be part of the pile Won't ever walk the line Won't say the words that you want me to say Say that I am a slave Say that you're in control Say that I'm part of the pile I Won't be part of the pile Won't ever walk the line Won't say the words that you want me to say Say that I am a slave Say that you're in control Say that I'm part of The pile The pile The pile The pile