WORDED.ART

corporations
watch their bottom lines
and we ain’t it
politicians
cover their asses
they don’t give a shit
mass consumers
always hunger
for the next big thing
insanity
how did we get this way

we slept through our warnings
and still, we’re blind to what we’ve done
look into the shadows
and see the signs for
the shape of things to come

buy it, buy it
you know you want it
get it, get it
though you don’t need it

infestation
our society
rots at its core
exploitation
voluntarily
remote control
praise Dollar
Praise Euro
Praise mighty Yen
How did they become
the Gods we pray to

we ignored all warnings
don’t give a damn about what we’ve done
we live in the shadows
we are the signs for
and shape of things to come

(no turning back
there’s no turning back
mass consumerism
no turning back
there’s no turning back
we’re the product)

through the mirror
we lost sight of
what is real
tv reality
gives us fantasy
to desire
what we want
is what we get
ain’t what we need
Live tonight
death of a species

we are our own warnings
exploited, marketed and televised
we cast our own shadows
a walking ad for
the shape of things to come

The Shape Of Things To Come – Track eight of the album “Planetary Cancer” by Dissector