Useless Propaganda

Unveiling Societal Illusions Through "Useless Propaganda
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Lyrics

We’re all creatures of a general mind,

We share a collective consciousness.

Have got no eyes to see the faces behind.

We lack the ability to see the individuals behind the actions.

I told you stop but you ran all around screaming:

Warning to stop, but actions continue recklessly.

“Is this a prison or a medieval town?”.

Questioning the nature of society - prison or medieval-like?

You see the rope, see the dangling head,

Observing a hanging body and the lack of remorse.

You don’t feel guilty as you dance in the air,

No guilt despite witnessing suffering.

You better fill in a death letter with all your love matters.

Suggesting the need to express love before facing consequences.

You better know we’re born to feed the country.

Highlighting a duty to contribute to the nation.


Soldiers speak in rhymes on television.

Soldiers communicate through poetic language on TV.

Prime time homicide, that’s your favorite show.

Fascination with televised violent acts during prime time.


Cybernetic killer, digital crimes,

Reference to crimes in the digital realm.

God is like a soldier fighting on drugs.

Comparing God to a soldier influenced by drugs.

I’m forced in to a big smile,

Forced into a fake smile, perhaps due to societal pressures.


Zero and the ones.

Reference to binary code - zero and ones.

Modern day society drifting out of sight.

Commenting on the departure from traditional societal norms.

Well it’s green, it is yellow but it’s dark in some way.

Describing a dark aspect of familiar things.

It’s the same old fucking road and I’m so tired of your face.

Frustration with routine and monotony.

I’m a teacher in a classroom, beating on a child.

Metaphorical depiction of an oppressive education system.

You may be the next one, useless propaganda.

Warning that anyone could become a victim of misleading information.


Soldiers speak in rhymes on television.

Reiteration of soldiers using poetic language on TV.

Prime time homicide, that’s your favorite show.

Repeating the fascination with televised violence during prime time.

Soldiers speak in rhymes on television.

Reiteration of soldiers using poetic language on TV.

Prime time homicide, that’s your favorite show.

Repeating the fascination with televised violence during prime time.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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