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    Progress is methodic meaning step by step
    Too much too long too many minds have slept
    As the world grows grey throw away mass produce
    What are we to do now all hell has broken loose
    The noose in the gallows is shallow like the man
    Who mean and selfishly brings about the master plan
    So the rich get richer and the poor get suppressed
    Killing off the lesser like a parasite or pest
    In the beast we dwell never my soul I sell
    Will I kiss and tell ? Check the next episode
    As the plot thickens minds stricken with dilemma
    From the hand of the wicked the bad meaning wicked
    I'm on the other frequency for the time being
    Everything's okay as long as my third eye seeing scenery
    Thru the retina translated by the brain
    Then conveyed to the soul
    We must seize control

    All mistakes in the past I try and shut it out
    I can't be taking it no more so won't you cut it out
    All of this driving ambition I must let it out
    Sometimes I gotta do for self that's what it's all about
    Making light steps on the ground touch down in the west
    Less I be mistaken I see many bows are breaking
    But I was only shaken my cerebral stays stable
    Lay my hands upon the table cos I'm willing and I'm able
    When the time comes I travel over to the top
    Climb higher embark like the spark in my veins bloodfire
    Try again to try my patience and you never will succeed
    My inner space attacks the master race
    My profession that is the most
    'Cos you're the listener and I'm the humble host
    So welcome to the distorted alternative view
    As the mind showing the way to the few.

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