Don't speak
it's not your time,
not a peep,you're crushed beneath the masses,
lay lifeless against the cold pavement of conformity,
surrender to the silent death of social normalcy,
Quiet,
Wedon't need your new ideas,
Quiet,
We'll suppress the innovation and free thought of your generation,
Quiet
tradition is better,
Quiet,
listen to your elders,
not the leaders of a revolution,
We tell you to jump,
you ask "how high?"
not why,
our policy is divinity,
Qiet your mind,
numb it with the comforting
anesthetic of mainstream religion,
narrow your openess,
strengthen your boundries,
empty your spirit of hope and
sink your dreams from the clouds
of change,
We'll dull the point from the blade
of revolt
with our soaring speeches and lead you
like drunken cattle to slaughter,
sit back,
relax,
enjoy the show,
silence your cellphones,
Quiet.