Twiligth Retrograde (TRG) - Copy Cat

You show the world you want us to copy you

You don’t say a thing, but you know it too

That is the game based on an egocentric nature that were living in

Where there is no choice for us to quit

The very nature of our existence, our reason to live

Basing on our extreme love for ourselves and what defines us

So when you’ve got enough power to make others worship the same

Won’t you use it and abuse it in spite of everyone else’s shame?

So how about each and everyone’s identity?

How do you describe a person without personality?

Like puppets on strings, without a soul

Like faceless robots in a pool of emptiness we fall

Oppositions are like parasites to you

Your worst nightmare must be something out of the ordinary, something new

One big machine coughing out black smog, polluting our world

A place once so green, now so clouded because of the corporate machine

Feeding on the innocent lives of the hard working poor

Under each and every one of the big guys chairs is hidden a million lives or more