Chikara - Origin

Since day one
The subliminal message been fed to hate
Generate a generation of separation so we separate
Whether to instigate or while we keep distance
We're all one-step closer to death so, how the fuck are we different
Should we give a shit, fuck it the stage is set
We take position in opposition the war ain't over yet
Separate from the state of hate that's bred
And drop the needle from the tech and fuckin' step and break to battle instead
The dust settles, take a breath
You're one step closer to death so what's left
We embrace the mental distemper
You call it lunacy
We call it pleasure

It's contagious
Light the spark the war wages
Originate it

Neophytes born through metamorphosis and change
To reverse the past predictability of culture
And rearrange the former doctrine of governmental reign
That restrains undiscovered capabilities of the brain
We've found new styles of consciousness
And found that sound creates underground politics
Surpassing the efforts of our predecessors
All involved revolved reverse the roles become aggressors
We embrace the mental distemper
You call it lunacy
We call it pleasure
It's contagious
You light the sparks the war wages
Out of sight and out of mind now
So they can't phase us
For a matter of time don't remind not our kind
Outsider the providers of this shit the fucking rules that plague us
To understand or to have comprehension
Expand horizons compromise survive a new dimension
Emotions diminish but replenish with a new feel
Cerebral war's finish and the battles in the mind concealed
It's beginning
It's begun