Lyrics As The Light Fades (Skeler Remix) - Skeler , Devilish Trio

Well, this is only speculation
But the world might turn away any minute
I fail to separate the difference
Between fact and just fiction
Where is the hive, motherfuckers?
That the government holds imprisoned
You can't keep people 'less you aid the efficient
Just let it all soon dissolve into the earth
Like the rest of 'em
If it's faced with the pestilence
If we fight the infection, it stays the same
Look to God, but all we're left with is negligence
Religion sits on a pedestal
Ignoring the peasants created
With devils that don't exist
So where is the light?
Its intentions are evil
And now, my people, see through your lies
Make time so wasted
Inclination tends to bury the hope of things basic
I think I'm bound to drop a brain
Into pain and then muscle on
This is the zone, it's gone, we gone
Then you're gone with the seasons
The taste of blood, my mind is weaker
We have a highly controlled
It's important to remain in your circle
Stay in your lane and drive a boat
To save the morals and purpose
So shake the- (Curb)

Won't let me live every level, just leave me be
All the shit I'm seeing, man, it make me sick
And not wanna be a part of this planet no more
If intelligence is out there, then they laughing at us
Like you, there's no point to even compare
Empty eyes from the leaders start to crumble up the nation
Trust is now a question as the government keep wasting
All our hard made money in some life we have to waste
And need to bring it back from only with that money in circulation
But no closer, still we have a lot to learn
Man, our species as a whole
Tension building every day as opinions start to grow
Everyone now has a voice and they all wanna make it known
Story shifting, pin the pin and try to spite our own
What they say is so far from future
If I just bow down, will Sam?
Why do I need your permission to make money in this land?
Take a part of what we make and just pretend that nothing's wrong
Tell me, Mr. Music, did you hear 'em playin'?
Move a lot up in they brain
If I'm goin', I'll reignite
All these bills keep stackin' up and the pressure is gettin' tight
Oh, my mind is feelin' like a punching bag to these suits
Memoralizing the subject just to mold into their views
'Cause the pistol of puppets now hold the strings they suffocate
Cut me free so I can leave and take the part in peace they fake
Tryna paint a perfect picture of this planet we call home
But all I see is more people, it's just a bunch of selfish drones