The Piper's Song (feat. Teologen) Video (MV)

I've been questioning the legitimacy of liberty
Because It's begun to feel like the fifth degree
When the third heard the word of voluntary dismissal
And the fourth's interrogation caused a written leave epistle
The time after next reveals successions of abysmal
Anniversaries
The truth is so invisible so Annie here's a verse from me
You're not ok
The curse today?
To drink the time so thirstily
Got trapped, what happened?
Just playing in the nursery
Now applying for a bursary
To get to University
So earnestly, it hurts to see
It stolen by the swollen palms of your old school adversary
Had a dream you roll the dice
Academia paradise
Sunshine rife, the time of your life, reaching out so mercifully
It floats within the cusp of your lead infested finger tips
Empty folders holding empty yearns with rested strings and clips
Libido drips, the phallic stiff
The war of sex so take a sniff
You make a spliff
Awake peripheral corners of your conscience
Entering the state of air borne, dust of the monsters
The daily ghouls the naïve fools living all amongst us
Whitney died in vain see we've f*cked up all the youngsters
She believed the children are our future
But the view from my window paints a difference kind of picture
Millennial erosion adding poison to the mixture
A pot is being stirred, the absurd impose a fracture
Fractions are the new improved methods for dividing
Multiplying toxic thoughts to add to the declining
Way of life, take away the strife for freedom that's entwining
Round a battlefield of politics
Polls and ticks on ballot papers
Maybe it's the angels that deceive us leading us to dangers?
Maybe it's the angels that deceive us leading us to dangers?
Dangers over here
Dangers there
Dangers everywhere
Dangers say they care
Say their poor
Say their millionaires
Dangers own the clock for free
Dangers make a mockery
Dangers have the lock and key, the code to all civilian shares
A protocol to regulate the quarantine of the mind
Reminiscent of a quarry scene, unoccupied, shrined
For masters to fill with what they please
Please
Do not give them the opportunities
Please
Do not conform and allow them to seize your potential to question
You're an invention of flesh and blood and bones and suggestion
Don't be swept by the flood of clones in congestions
Coz the cons are gesturing
Havoc in their fingers see them beckon to wreck anyone
The piper's song is sweet but always plays into your requiem
Havoc in their fingers see them beckon to wreck anyone
The piper's song is sweet but always plays into your requiem

The Piper's song is sweet
Said the Piper's song is sweet
Said the Piper's song is sweet but always plays into your requiem