Aeons passed without
mind's tyranny and now
see some samples of
our newest amusement:

The end solution
was one of history's answers
to the riddle of helplessness;
against the choice of your fellow humans
against pain and power

No other way to deal with freedom and choice
than to destroy whatever defies our sores?
Human conflict since the beginning of times:
The erecting of syntactic barriers
a rose by any other name?

Still your kingdom, man?
false humility sacrifies
human logs
to deities of imagined existence,
more fires for your altars,
shrines on which your minds worship
ideals, faith, religions, beliefs
all more powerful, all more destructive
than the world can afford
Or is it?

What is cheaper than human beings?
Easily created, sweat and semen
womb ready and glad birth pain,
no skills needed, just fertile grounds

Oh, observe the mind, how powerful it is
how powerless it makes you feel
put up the new faith of today
in hopes it may ward your mind
from the pain of des-illusion
convince yourself this faith is the ONLY one

Gamble another million humans,
just a burden of bones, careless dreams,
easy carnage
to satisfy our curiosity
of what anatomy looks like from the inside

Follow the drum of an IDEAL
crafted in the sick childhood
of your hero of the hour
Don't worry, he will spare you
the trouble of thinking
Your brain he doesn't want, your dreams he'll despise
he just craves your easy obedience,
faultless sight, careful aim

He'll teach you how to deal in pain,
in exchange for
your willingness to die
for the privilege of not-thinking

Gladly he will use your fighting arms
and leave your conscience to the church,
your remains to the graveyard

Want some two-cent-medal
to make up for the legs you lost?
All for fatherland and then some more
Some trumpet notes, a folded banner?
Ritual blessed - is it enough for you?

People are the ready coin on which
power abused builds it's reign;
people are what allows it to grow
people are what allows it to die

And people are the last stance against what people may