Necromancer wakes the dead Alien apatour And the fracture cleans All the weird world wars still raging in the mirror scenes. Delete the machines Ticks in the tall grass, poison in the vein Lab-borne fever dreams riding on the rain They called it a pandemic, locked the world in chains While the suits kept counting, stacking up their games Psychological sterilization, numbing out the fire Screens and silent signals, killing young desire Birth rates crashing, spirits in decline A quiet war on bloodlines, one injection at a time Bubbles popping, hyperinflation breath Empty shelves and broken dreams dancing with death Wars in Ukraine, fires over Iran Feeding the machine with the blood of every man Rise up, rise up Before the silence wins Delete the machine Let the nightmare end Total control It's choking out your dreams Rise up, rise up Tear apart the seams Tear apart the seams Punishing taxation, bleeding out the poor Open corruption, laughing behind every door They print it, they spend it, they crash it on command While the middle class is buried in the sinking sand Despair is the weapon, hopelessness, the chain Turning some to shadows, daughters into pain They want us weak and scattered, divided and afraid A man is the population in the bed they made Bubbles popping, hyperinflation breath Empty shells and broken dreams dancing with death Wars in Ukraine, fires over Iran Sacrificing nations for their master plan Rise up, rise up before the silence wins