[Verse] You slept on the floor of that castle in Spain The swelling chorus of people who came for the myth And its promises of riches and fame and ceilings made of dirty gold [Verse 2] You were following orders that you couldn't name Dancing like puppets in artificial rain And you thought to yourself as you boarded the plane Closing that distant chapter [Verse 3] Shouldn't they get a tax for milking the cash cow? Surely you couldn't afford the experience then And you'd be insane to pay what they request Just to have someone tell you about you [Verse 4] Who pulls the strings And how were they built? When my mother was born The truth made the devil worse Now it's hard to tell which is which [Chorus] When the general of hell says "Let there be a light within the human condition" He must've been on the side of the humans Huh One can only hope so Takes a village to raise a child We learn from what the body does What the body does with its emotions Which are to be adopted Which to be rejected It's all subjectively executed [Bridge] Through norms of unconscious survival Now imagine if there were an objective method To cull a personality out of the ego Then we'd have a school teaching how to come out of the trance of ego programming It just makes sense Why not? Do you know?
