Out of the silent spring we fall
Unprepared for the darkest winter of all
Blindly marching to the rhythm of the beat
Progression botching, watching history repeat
Misinformation flooding through the controlled flow
Like misguided fables from the sleeping woke
For the fictions of science will always come to be
What we will know as our prevailing reality

Another mutation now looming in the air
No shots need fired though bioterror-warfare
And the threats of disease is what we come to defend
Observing essential institutions cascading to their end

And may they choke on their preferred words of conspiracy
Those opened mouths eating out of the hands of tyranny
We will never know what it truly means to be free
For behind the house of cards awaits us our hanging tree

Draconian simulation
Clandestine operation
Hunger and despair
Poison in the air
Miasmic injection
Carnal infection
And they attack those that they once sworn to protect
Knowing in time our minds again would soon just forget
The gravity of what is our existential threat
For it is the dead who may no longer collect a debt