Architect of Mindless

[intro] [Verse 1] You sit in a room where the air is curated By men you promoted, by minds you inflated They bring you the reports that taste like your own Sweet-talking rot on a velvet throne You don’t hear the commotions, the rust on the rail Because the yes-men are scrubbing the grime from the scale They built you a bunker of paper and pride Where the logic goes out, and the illusions reside. [Pre-Chorus] The table is full of everyone you have kept While the promises made have all silently slept You traded all the jacks for names that you know And now there’s no harvest, because nothing can grow. [Chorus] The architect of a mindless state Buying the time, but you’re sealing your fate The table of ghosts, the sycophants’ song Where every decision is perfectly wrong [Bridge] every face that stands in your line mirrors are better when they’re made to align a comfortable dark for the end of your day You’re not steering the ship, you’re just watching it drift [solo] [Chorus] The architect of a mindless state Buying the time, but you’re sealing your fate The table of ghosts, the sycophants’ song Where every decision is perfectly wrong [Outro] Keep checking the polls. The numbers look fine. Just ignore the crack... In the border line. The echo is loud. The room is so small. You chose them. And they’ll watch you fall.