Discourse Of The Wicked lyrics

Descontrol, you have it now The prison you've made inside your brain Let it now, don't follow them The issues will turn you into a slave Free mind - Deny to be another lifer Get it right - And go away from the pain now It's all right - When it seems to be the sorrow That's your life Aiming down philosofy The questions with answers obscure Turn it down, the radio And find your own sea of illusions No, don't hear what they said The are all dead now And you need to keep on going Now it's your own reality The new philosophy And create your own reality Hey, be careful with your choices It's all written down in history We fucked it up!