Murderous, it is the air we breathe Toxins slowly killing inside Sicknesses are spread in the world to kill The goal is to reduce us all And control the few remaining Killing over foul excuses Fabricating wars and disasters Manipulation is so clear The world refuses to hear And while you buy their lies They keep on making you die Foul is the move that they make The food and the water they take From us to deploy in their waste Consuming our death, we are damned Our fate is decided to this day Will this end? Surely not today Sicknesses are spread in the world to kill The goal is to reduce us all And control the few remaining Wake from this dream Wire all the spots Smash over them We are the power