Juggernaut Cerebrivore
Spellbound human mind, new currency of greed
Boiled brains will oil the iron jaws of industry
High up on its throne spreading mighty wings
Juggernaut Cerebrivore deceives
All the world enslaved by this illusion
Bowing down, still, at the master's feet
Another trophy for the empire of lies
Submission of your soul to their machine
From awakening to the end of our days
We are the offering buying their way
Bled on the altar of ill gotten gain
The one million serve while the one gilds his grave
The one gilds his grave
Autonomy of thought circling the drain
Infiltrator binding to your brain
Surrendered to the screen, reprogrammed through the eyes
Juggernaut Cerebrivore divides
All the world enslaved by this illusion
Bowing down, still, at the master's feet
Another trophy for the empire of lies
Submission of your soul to their machine
From awakening to the end of our days
We are the offering buying their way
Bled on the altar of ill gotten gain
The one million serve while the one gilds his grave
The one gilds his grave
I refuse to be bowed before the master's feet
The truth is in chains, the key is inside
Unbind the steel and reclaim your mind
Our time has come to take up the blade
Together, we'll sever the head of the snake
No blood of ours stains the altar this day
The one million rise when the master is slain
The one million rise
The one million rise when the master is slain
Boiled brains will oil the iron jaws of industry
High up on its throne spreading mighty wings
Juggernaut Cerebrivore deceives
All the world enslaved by this illusion
Bowing down, still, at the master's feet
Another trophy for the empire of lies
Submission of your soul to their machine
From awakening to the end of our days
We are the offering buying their way
Bled on the altar of ill gotten gain
The one million serve while the one gilds his grave
The one gilds his grave
Autonomy of thought circling the drain
Infiltrator binding to your brain
Surrendered to the screen, reprogrammed through the eyes
Juggernaut Cerebrivore divides
All the world enslaved by this illusion
Bowing down, still, at the master's feet
Another trophy for the empire of lies
Submission of your soul to their machine
From awakening to the end of our days
We are the offering buying their way
Bled on the altar of ill gotten gain
The one million serve while the one gilds his grave
The one gilds his grave
I refuse to be bowed before the master's feet
The truth is in chains, the key is inside
Unbind the steel and reclaim your mind
Our time has come to take up the blade
Together, we'll sever the head of the snake
No blood of ours stains the altar this day
The one million rise when the master is slain
The one million rise
The one million rise when the master is slain
Credits
Writer(s): Angelo Bonaccorso
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