Mass Manipulation Songtext
von Steel Pulse
Mass Manipulation Songtext
Ey, ey, ey
Wah-wah-wah
Ey, ey
These are the days of quick decision
Get out the box you live in
These paper walls they call a prison
Now at the seams they′re ripping
It's the secret to control
The mind, body and soul
Then leave you in a hole
It′s mass manipulation, but they're heading for destruction
Mass manipulation, heading for damnation, hey!
Blow the whistle chime that bell
That's a sign they′re falling
To dwell in cells and not in hotels
Unleash the ones they′re caging
Oh, make no mistake
War stress calls they are fake
Outbreaks they orchestrate
It's like the icing on their cake
Mass manipulation, but they′re heading for destruction
Mass manipulation, is heading for damnation
Mass manipulation, make nations war 'gainst nations
Mass manipulation, it′s your condemnation, hey!
Sey, ey, ey, ey
Wah-wah-wah
Ey, ey
Most men minds (minds are weak)
No questions asked, (no critique)
'Nuff a dem a wolve dress up like sheep
Come to deceive, counterfeit
Pure hearts can′t be weak
Our higher heights we a seek
Our freedom, our liberty
Inheritance for the meek
Mass manipulation, but they're heading for destruction
Mass manipulation, is heading for damnation
Mass manipulation, make nations war 'gainst nations
Mass manipulation, it′s your condemnation
Hey, what you gonna do in this ya curfew?
For me and for you, me and for you in this
(Mass manipulation), on and on, on and on, on and on
(Manipulation) you′ve been warned by the Bihorn
To be a good pawn
When dem throw dem corn
A good toy soldier
Obedient puppet, puppet
New World order
Mass manipulation
War assimilation
Mass manipulation, mass manipulation
Just to sell their big guns
Mass manipulation, mass manipulation, mass manipulation
Wah-wah-wah
Ey, ey
These are the days of quick decision
Get out the box you live in
These paper walls they call a prison
Now at the seams they′re ripping
It's the secret to control
The mind, body and soul
Then leave you in a hole
It′s mass manipulation, but they're heading for destruction
Mass manipulation, heading for damnation, hey!
Blow the whistle chime that bell
That's a sign they′re falling
To dwell in cells and not in hotels
Unleash the ones they′re caging
Oh, make no mistake
War stress calls they are fake
Outbreaks they orchestrate
It's like the icing on their cake
Mass manipulation, but they′re heading for destruction
Mass manipulation, is heading for damnation
Mass manipulation, make nations war 'gainst nations
Mass manipulation, it′s your condemnation, hey!
Sey, ey, ey, ey
Wah-wah-wah
Ey, ey
Most men minds (minds are weak)
No questions asked, (no critique)
'Nuff a dem a wolve dress up like sheep
Come to deceive, counterfeit
Pure hearts can′t be weak
Our higher heights we a seek
Our freedom, our liberty
Inheritance for the meek
Mass manipulation, but they're heading for destruction
Mass manipulation, is heading for damnation
Mass manipulation, make nations war 'gainst nations
Mass manipulation, it′s your condemnation
Hey, what you gonna do in this ya curfew?
For me and for you, me and for you in this
(Mass manipulation), on and on, on and on, on and on
(Manipulation) you′ve been warned by the Bihorn
To be a good pawn
When dem throw dem corn
A good toy soldier
Obedient puppet, puppet
New World order
Mass manipulation
War assimilation
Mass manipulation, mass manipulation
Just to sell their big guns
Mass manipulation, mass manipulation, mass manipulation
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