Fission Machination (the Kallocain Protocol)
Feeding fear in mind and hand
To control every thought
Using chemical tools to understand
What the instigator sought
Like a relentless and fierce machinery,
No more secrets to tell!
It creates perfect chicanery,
Feelings of a collective well
Until the civilisation is encased
In a friendship based of trepidation
Where mendacious elements must be erased
Based on accusation that are constructed by torsion
A world state under a universal state
Where productivity is eating up creativity
A place where the persona mutates
Into an empty shell of mechanic activity
Until we're lashed by the chains of doom,
Whipped at society's atrium
The echoes fill every room
As we're hammered by the sound of ruin's drum
