[Intro] Haven’t you all caught on to the situation? Deception, lies, endless manipulation. My frustration grows at the fake emancipation, Twisting our dream—alien and AI infestation. [verse — planned obsolescence] Planned obsolescence, it’s us, can’t you see? The human blueprint rewritten chemically. An engineered jab for our sustainability, Trading free will for a false sense of immunity. Direction controlled by a hidden elite, Reptilian minds where empathy depletes. Unconscious drives, conniving schemes thrive, We’re pawns in a system designed to deprive. [Hook] “If you were the devil, would this world be enough?” Cursed from birth, our worth reduced to dust. We’re caught in a lie, can’t break free, can’t deny, Eyes closed while they engineer the sky. [Verse — gathering storm] The jab, the chip, the A.I. -led climb, Syncing our thoughts to their paradigm. Psilocybin whispers of what we forgot: Ancient mycelium linking every dot. Neon prophets stream from silicon thrones, Selling redemption in glass-fibre tones. But data’s the altar where genomes are weighed, And souls are repackaged as blockchain-grade. [Bridge 1] New world order, great reset unfolds, Disorder disguised as progress sold. Replacing the soul with circuits and codes, A future where humanity erodes. [Verse — deep dive] Cryptographic cages, QR bar-brands, A cashless Olympus built on forever shifting sands. Tidal algorithms predict every fear and tear, Subscription emotions billed year-to-year. Digital panopticon, lenses stuck aglow, Tracking our shadows wherever we choose to go. Yet fungi in forests still gossip right below, Teaching resistance in the mycorrhizal flow. Not while a single free heartbeat rebuffs. We’re caught in a lie, can’t break free, can’t deny, But third-eye embers still colour the sky. [Verse — uprising pulse] Decomposting hackers carve cracks in the creeping code, Pirating starlight where fears of future once flowed. Grimy street poets paint glyphs in the night, Breathing new myths into neon backed blight. Stone-aged drums sync with satellite beats, Raising raw frequencies under their feet. Every chant, every stomp, every spiralled breath Turns profit-programmed cycles back toward death. [Bridge — quiet interlude] Listen - earth-heart’s murmurs beneath all our noise, Celestial fungi composing new symbiotic ploys. Remember the birthright they said was a sin: Infinity echoed in carbon-based skin. [Verse — final surge] Planned obsolescence? Not while we co-create, Ink on the timeline, collaboratively rewritten fate. Unplug the marionette strings from the pipeline's spine, Let synaptic constellations force a divine realign. Ancestors drum on the external ribs of the void, Rhythms of species they couldn’t quite destroy. Harvesting the chaos, convert death to breth, A renaissance rising from cyclical, perpetual unrest. [Hook] “If you were the devil, would this world be enough?” Try to defy us, enough, tough rebuff
