The Depopulation Programme

Initiate the depopulation programme.
Calling all elite, corrupt and financially warped to initiate the depopulation
sequence.
A manufactured raping of humanity aimed at those unfit to partake in the
perpetuation of the system. The incapable will fall, the weak will fall,
the servile will serve and the ignorant will remain brainwashed.
Thousands roam the streets, void of communication, forced to breathe the stale
stench of disinformation.
Mass-spread hysteria, at the birth of airborn experiments.
Man-mad disease, see’s the death rates rise as… Carcasses are piled high,
degrading in the pollution.
Mutating into falsity you,
Drink it, eat it, fucking inhale it. Smoke it, crave it. The populace infected
with their depopulation programme.
Corpses line the street where the dictating leader had once preached his speech.
A shadow painted to his face with eyes that hypnotise, charisma pouring,
gushing, oozing from every fucking orafice.
Don’t dare breath the air. Don’t follow the herd.
Don’t trust vaccinations. Examine population control techniques.
Examine population control techniques.
Examine population control.
So inconsistent are the puppets' persuasive lips.
Every word he mutters disgustingly shudders, slithers through the masses'
fingertips and drips into the palm of his hand.
Trickling down the spine of evolution. Interweaving with delusions.
Carried down distended passages, poisoning, sickening, infecting and crippling
everything, pesticidal genetical modification… The clue is in the maker.
Think about it!
Stupidity shakes hands with progression.
Polluting the lungs of all creation.
Degrading nature, treat her like some filthy whore.
Bathing in distasteful acts of inhumanity.