The gears are in place
Memories erased
Sadistic psychological warfare
Reprogrammed to assassinate
Trigger set to detonate
The numbers leave your sanity ensnared
Identity impaired
By the ones who would celebrate tyranny
Take your gun to his head
With one shot the world is dead
The new hell flagged and frozen over
Existential pestilence
Loyalty to nothingness
Question if my mind is mine
Running out of time
Shards of a fractured mind cut deeper
End his life
End our time
A world refined
As we cut the ties
To your mind