Influenza - Purge

Laid to rest instead of stand corrected

A sallow generation increasingly disaffected

Regurgitating social scripture as if you meant it

But bottle up your vexes inhibitions can’t be vented

Stuck in a world fundamental to your detriment

Too busy to notice cos you’re in your element

Life’s not a lesson as your own understudy

You know the waters are muddy

Life’s prepared to fuck you bloody

Isolated in a crowd

Your world exhumes persistence

Prosthetic electronic actuality

By virtue of a virtual persistence

Bounded by your freedoms

Spun by your sphere of Influence

Social perverts

Constrain to the screen

Lock you in with strangers

Isolated in the crowd

Your screams don’t make a sound

So profound.

So filled with doubt

The world will drown drowned you out

Calculated your existence

Life’s down and out

With a head filled with doubt

Put the onus on yourself

Grief you can do without

Manufactured madness

Product of your environment