Lyrics:
Information Society Empty

Pick at yourself Until you feel pure Something's pulling you to the floor Like a longtime friend Someone's banging your head on the wall As a means to an end Empty

Translation: Information Society. Empty 3.0.

a better pace, slower and more calculated No chance of escape, now self-employed Concerned but powerless An empowered and informed member of society

with my literary talents Just a bit of balance, rip the silence In space, all-star systems are our victims Atomics, anonymous with ominous Implications of information or information

every station. Freedom of the press means freedom to deceive With all their twisted information used to control and manipulate the population They tell us communism is running rampant and threatening our society

See emaciation Little scars are showing On the outside So now they've grown up in these Brilliantly beautiful sterile communities Floating like the sleepers through the Flowers and emptiness

everyday one of my people, lays down in a coffin Yeah it's a lot of playa haters, lip boxing homie They don't wanna see me squeezing it, until the empty

with my literary talents Just a bit of balance, rip the silence in space, all-star systems are our victims Atomics, anonymous with ominous implications of information, or information

chair, in my braids, my hair was always Being fly was priority to the lowest I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way The dead society