Children of the Slaves
Welcome to the existence called life
The torture called day
Nowhere safe to run, nowhere left to hide
Nothing left to live, the children of the slaves
Someone looking over my shoulder
Monitoring my every thought
One wrong expression, and I'm dead
One Freudian slip and I'll never have existed
Eyes watching me all day long
My dreams are not my own
Tight reign on my tongue, be careful of what I say
Who am I but one of the children of the slaves
Zombies fill the streets I see
Everyday life a misery
No tommorrow worth facing
No life worth living, the children of the slaves
They stole my will to live
You crushed my will to die
They erased my ability to think
You make a mockery of this thing called life
Children of the slaves, we have no existence
Raped from us, no-one can remember when
For your control you took our liberty
We, the subjects, you, the masters, the way it has always been
In the nightmare from which we never wake,
We are the children of the slaves
Something looking over my shoulder
Ensuring that I play my role
Barely remember the time when I had a soul
Can't remember when we were the masters
But they've erased that, the past doesn't exist anymore
The present is theirs, as is the future
They control time and history
Erased every subservient memory
There's nothing left to take away
Nothing left of the children of the slaves
My life programmed for me before my birth
In this central processing unit incorrectly called Earth
Computer AI watching every move I make
Ready to delete me at my first mistake
Ready to erase another of the children of the slaves
Live a life controlled by our creations
Forced to suffer this existence
There is no past, there exists no future
There is no heaven, and no hell, either
We have no voice, we have no say
We are nothing but the children of the slaves
No life or death, no love, no hate
No escape for the children of the slaves
Click.