Thoughtcrime Is Death - I Am Abomination

Harvest the cancer, fill the sphere to the brim

It’s overflowing with the thought of another

Don’t fall out of line, you may find yourself floating

With the bodies of the rapt barricading the river

Oh, big brother we are the shrewd

Don’t let your eyes surpass the obvious

Oh, thy tyrant, release us from your grasp

We are the pawns

You cannot over come the host you have created

Betrayal was evident

Intrigued by the powers you posses, the hunger is taking this over

Envy will be your only angst, we will not be hollow anymore

Oh, big brother we are the shrewd

Don’t let your eyes surpass the obvious

Oh, thy tyrant, release us from your grasp

We are the pawns

Rape the mind of it’s enterprise

Fabricate a host of drones

Bodies are punctured, minds are altered

The remains rest on the water

The buoyancy decreases as the air flows out of the aperture

Oh, big brother we are the shrewd

Don’t let your eyes surpass the obvious

Oh, thy tyrant, release us from your grasp

We are the pawns