Animal Masks

This is a sensory overload,
Time set to explode.
Does it distress you not to be in control
Your ministry of conspiracy is just the same as tyranny
An industry of misery.

Once upon a time,
We lost what made us a part of this kingdom.
Animalia, we are your servants.

What makes you so divine?
Your exhausted ignorance or your lack of spine?
Why can't you see me for me?
Tune in, we're broadcasting icons for hire.
An adonis principality in an image empire.

I wish you'd just take it off, I want to see you without the face that you hide behind.
A sheep with wolves eyes, a mirror showing lies.
I wanna see those eyes, stranded and helpless for the first time.
The way they're meant to be.
But will they ever learn to see?

So we run away from each other, away from the things that we love.
'Cause we'd rather be fucked up and weak than be who we know we could be.

Animal identity.
Oppressive entity.

I will channel my hate cycles.
Enumerate your idols from your reproduction bibles.
Follow the pack mentality, it's only primal.
Hate - it's my revival.

All the world's a cage and we are major failures.
All the world's in rage and we are the unfavored saviors.

Sensory overload,
Time set to explode.
This is a sensory overload.
Just so you know, you're not in control.

I look in your eyes and god is not there.
This imperfections obsessions half-holy love affair.
What do we idolize when our angels are carbon copies?
Nothing will stop me.

All the worlds a cage.
All the worlds in rage.