They groom their own, pass learned keys to palaces of ivory
On academic schemes, they're weaned unseen
Where from high atop their towers tall
It's easy to look down on all
Like promised seed, they bleed conceit
And dream of all the future brings
Out of reach, untouchable
From empty heads with bellies full
They pull the strings to preen the lesser class
They whisper words, infallible, from behind walls unscalable
The silenced wills amassed
The minds theyve killed will feed our future screams
So out of reach, so out of touch
So out of reach, so out of touch
The bully-whip, unchallenged voice
Unquestioned hold, the crutch of choice
Without dissent the circumvent the truth
They disseminate and they dispense
Whats valued less than worthlessness
All fodder for the tyrants they recruit to mold our future
So out of reach, so out of touch
So out of reach, so out of touch
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
