Fearscape Propaganda
Watch the screens. Obey.
They trace the footsteps on the concrete grid
Keep your head down like your fathers did
Static on the radio,
a constant hum
Counting down the hours till the soldiers come (shhh)
Every eye is on you now
Don't you dare to make a sound
Fear is the anchor,
fear is the crown!
(yeah) Turn the volume up and burn it all down!
Watch the static on the screen take hold
Do exactly what you have been told!
Sign your name on the dotted line
Everything is normal, everything is fine
Fake headlines on a paper screen
Guarding the gate of the great machine
(who goes there)
Fear is the anchor,
fear is the crown!
(yeah) Turn the volume up and burn it all down!
Watch the static on the screen take hold
Do exactly what you have been told!
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