Manipulation Of Tragedy

Strength
The power behind the words
They block the instinct
My head
They have an interest
Learn, obey, but not to think

Worship, worship, bow down
Worship, worship, bow down

Why?
There's something that keeps us in check
It contradicts a big part of life
It's self-inflicted
Manipulated my God, the box

Worship, worship, bow down
Worship, worship, bow down

Worship
Worship
Worship