The Doom - Corrosion of Conformity

With pride their shallow ride, vanity’s believing

Riding high but my soul is all tore down

Gathering momentum into the ground

These words are tainted, dis-info-tainment

What I see is acid to all logic but it’s alright

This light is darkness but it’s alright

Overlord needs no sword

The brow that beats, the sheep don’t speak

But it’s alright

The wool is on the whites of their eyes

The viral clone of virtue

Twisted words cast shadow across the bald faced truth

The shadow caste is getting longer