The Red Queen - American Standards

Do the worker bees die on their knees through the time lines that they live

Devoted to the red queen and the hives best practices

The innate capacity to understand

Decipher the blueprints to master plans

Devised thousands of years ago

March to the drum

The trumpets, false prophets

Propaganda the dialog of choice

Rewired brains

Antennas receptive to what’s black and what’s white

Diluting our minds

Stand idly by

Find comfort in submission

Assembly line editions

From cradle to grave, we’ve romanced the idea that silence is golden

Seducing the mainstream with my punk rock ideals

Hey worker bees

Hey soldier ants

With tongues sharp as knives you must clench your teeth

Speak up

A revolution built upon sound bites

Falling in and out of the context