With no prospects left, devoid of aspiration We remain stagnant Chained down to the bottom of class division, a rigged system By those who construct the code for their benefit A fixed order Spread in fragments at the bottom Bereft of all hope, no future Become the engine The foundation Bodies into data Data into profit Automated Manipulated To obtain the intangible, forever a futile endeavor Bereft of all hope Manipulated Herein lies our directive: to serve Unwillingly, and unaware of our masters Into regression, there is no salvation Marching forward, a nation in narcosis Forever Dystopian Relinquish control to the great machine Enslaved by you hope smasher Profit off famine, and off disease Enslaved by you hope smasher This is desperation, this is exasperation