• Through our 4 walls
    Sheep align
    In straighten order ready, obeying, passive
    Physical tombs are built
    The mind dormant, the eyes closed shut
    Follow, Obey, Watch the Spiral

    Exists the Shepard
    Our mentor, one who cannot be betrayed
    Smile a facade, lie a happy feeling
    And maybe, just maybe, a smiling and happy sheep in the end
    Trust in ones leader
    Scoffing down our special drink and feed
    Reward the pact
    But deem a traitor the wolf hiding among sheep

    Wolves among sheep
    Until they try to run and flee
    Shutting down
    Waking up
    Shot down
    And flag over his meat
    Traitor downed
    Comforting all sheep around
    Never ending loyalty
    Never ending bliss

    Sheep to flames
    Marching down a planned road
    Shepard feeding sheep with spirals
    Going to a factory
    Going happily, smiling, blissful
    Burning, blood, bodies, disease, holocaust
    And to the sheep
    Are non existent
    Say and do, obey
    For work will free the loyal
    And the loyal will be rewarded by ignorant slaughter
    Watching spirals
    Consuming affection
    Oppressing the senses
    Eating their members
    Without much care or much
    Blind to assume, chained to walking prisons
    True Freedom

    Arbeit macht Frei.