Home To Oblivion

When automation
Remains absolute
It s all predeterminated
When progress is made
At the expense of our youth
It s all predeterminated

Your ideology, your beliefs
Your beautiful cage
Your 9 to 5, your career
Your way to failure and age

Domesticated and bred
In captivity

Rewriting history backwards
Deleting all
Symptoms of change
Rewriting history backwards
Make way, your better make way

The road goes on and on
Paved with betrayal and lies
We pile our
Broken promises high
The failures towering
Towards the skies

The constant pressure
The constant pain
They pull our strings
We dance
Please let me rest
My tired eyes
A bleeding
Vacant, sorry stare

Now abandon all failures
Abandon all martyrs
Abandon the young and the old
Brake all the promises
Betray all your friends
Leave all the weak behind