Illuminati, elite, or the globalist

Some say I’m crazy,

Or maybe just a pessimist.

All up to God?

Or just a bunch of secretists?

Ready ya’ll?

Time to wiki-wiki-leak it.

 

The truth is tough

And I don’t wanna say it,

But Kennedy’s facts are so under-rated,

The way that he payed for it,

And many before and after I hate it.

 

[They] created a monster in me.

A man that asks what is and what should never be,

A man that asks what he can do for his country,

Abolishing that which operates in secrecy.

Gorilla mindset to dominate frequetly,

And can’t you see what I’m meant to do,

By you.

And by all the others,

Against the judgement of mass media craze,

For days it goes on and on,

Like little pawns on a chessboard,

Of your mind’s eye,

The 3rd cries & dies for something more

Than a daily visit to some mega-mall superstore.

 

A deep stated state of mind,

It winds,

A labrynth of monster madness,

A sad wrench in the gears,

Of fears that terrorize us all.

So a bomb drops,

So We can have an opiate onslaught,

Of pills and not pot,

And our thrills on which we rely,

Are material lies sent by waves of spies,

Now all communication fries in the hells with robot shills,

Sent by the ones that control the mind.

We gotta learn latin,

That shit’ll drive you into madness

when you understand how it goes,

And it’s all for not,

A sinister plot by fools,

Who sit around and make up the rules.

 

I’m saying that you’re under control,

Under someone else’s rule.

No gubbernment,

No borderlines,

Just money and a bunch of lies.

Like, there’s gotta be an explantation to all this,

Moar like a crisis,

When i say that the bad things that happen,

Are the story of some rich guys’ ink pen,

A shark fin,

Swimming around the pollution,

Compounding confusion.

Hysteria creeping into our modern views.

Straying away from biology,

A frame of mindology, can it change the psychology of those in pain?

 

Straying away from the main frame,

The main game,

To main stay the disdain,

Mainstream a night dream,

Daymare the atmoshphere with spraying.

Simulating an energy source

while CERN opens up a distant course…

Other dimensions,

Psychotic dissension,

Demons are rising,

It’s not surprising that those in the know,

Hide constantly,

For fear of this theory,

Being taken seriously,

Some sort of conspiracy,

In the limelight,

Is that [their] only fright?

 

It’s time to wake up…