Penthagon - Digital Trap Box

One step into nothing
Open your eyes, there's nothing at all
You blind the truth just to build up
This ignorance wall
A decade of knowledge, prostitution
Of your minds
Straight to the core, hit you from
Behind
No more religions crucified on a
Golden sword
Or a credit card to buy the place beside
The snake
"Give us your money!" They say "For the
Humans' sake!"
While, with gold in their hands
They could save all the third world!
How many bullshits!
It's cheaper than gasoline
Look at "The self-made man!"
It's video-crazy
There's no news form the silence far
Beyond
Nothing to talk about
There's no news form the silence far
Beyond
Hidden by the pixels of
The digital trap box...