They say there's a sky above Can you see it From the hole they've dug? Gotta have a soul first to sell Everyone's got a story And they're dying to tell it In the land of blame New cells with new strings Division and doubt is what they crave So fucking lost in a web of shit There's almost no one left That won't get caught in it Slaves to the screen Disciples of greed They want our end And they have the means Slaves to the screen Injustice machines Slaves to the screen Fanatics and fiends Disarmed by the powers that be When there's no one left to trust It's us against us Leaders crown with false patriotic wreaths Spewing promises of opportunity Disillusioned, we imprison those Who numb their hearts And minds just to cope It's plain to see they don't even care Erasing equality, dismissing what's fair History forgotten conveniently Is destined to happen again repeatedly Slaves to the screen Disciples of greed They want our end And they have the means Slaves to the screen Injustice machines Slaves to the screen Fanatics and fiends Disarmed by the powers that be What there's no one left to trust It's us against us We are all just caught In the injustice machine