Acrania - Auctioneer Of Depravity lyrics

Gather round, faceless bidders As sickening grins Flood the room Cheque books At the ready We'd like to present to you A deadly co*ktail of Mind control And psychological warfare Chemicals shoved down the throat And sleeping into the skin Psychological Inceptions Misrepresentations Overthrown nations Oppressive creations With the blood of the innocent dashed on top all Sold to the highest bidder To be enjoyed Under the illusion Of grandeur Just keep on buzzing Hive, blind in your ignorance Just keep on chasing paper We're enthroned as kings live under the light Of an entire population's ignorance What are you blind? You pathetic c*ntS Next up for auction is a machine race with depraved minds Unknowingly enslaved our methods Ensure their ma** distraction While we're riveting Retching Heaving Promising Painting a portrait for the public Can I start the bidding at a price worthy of a fully thought out Termination of a healthy portion of their Un-awakened lives So that we may reign of as gods Forever more Listen up now We have spent years dominating over humanity So get back to financing the dying economy Take a look at this celebrity Isn't she pretty? As she smiles with greed Don't look at that This auctioneer of Depravity With the buying and selling Of humanity Alright, take a look at humanity Aren't we clever As we shun each other for a system Cast your unscathed eyes aside Why not just carve them out because we have our first bid Critical structures fall clinically The second bid Unspoken numbers surely die Upon the third bid Their souls are callously fed to the jaws of the beast As religious belief controls the weak Under a polluted skyline insufficient Awoken minds get ridiculed and branded with insanity While most behave like sheep Running circles in the street saying work work work All whilst we accept our fourth bid Force feeding you war and famine and disease and Detrimental in conclusions Sparking riots hailing ma** Public disorder All whilst we commence this auction In the confines of conspiracy And it's all sold to the men who print the money Along with all the requirements of life Control the money Control the people