I think therefore I am they chorus
a thoughtless affirmation of being
negates evident manipulation.
Cowering in fear,
bombs of complicity
ignite the vacuous air.
Alien conspiracies invade
our collective psyche
Stockholm syndrome
Refined in mental clinics
A noose, sword, coffin, blindfold,
Reduce men to tears
They swear never to
Reveal these secrets
Lest their tongues
Be ripped from their roots
Or weighted down
Like Roberto Calvi
Between the shore and tide
Psych ops tactics
Carefully designed
Enslave men’s minds
To utter obedience
A cult of thoughtless rituals
Create a tabula rasa
For group thinking individuals
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