Frequency Control - Fission

Building machines along the atmosphere

To rule the electromagnetic cavity

Consuming waves that cohere

Our thinking with our body

The brain rhythm is taken over,

Behaviour and mood is unbalanced

Disruption by an eerie mind rover

Transmitted through silent cadence

Technology at work from a distance

Inserting a message of dark journeys

Turning consciousness into a voidance,

Operating inside all frequencies

Until we’re slaves to this maligant industry

Manipulated, contaminated

The senses can’t be trusted

Inflated, accumulated

The thoughts are crusted

With a wanton essence

Satellites monitoring the program

They orbit our perception

Implanting a signal that shams

The consciousness, to deny the interception

We act like robots: still human but with corrupted souls

Movement through commands from an unknown remote control

Sanity is spiralling out of control