Empty Servers

But that expropriation of the third world has been going on for 400 years
Brings us to another revelation
Namely that the third world is not poor
You don’t go to poor countries to make money

There are very few poor countries in this world
Most countries are rich
Brazil is rich
Mexico is rich
Chile is rich

Only the people are poor
But there are billions to be made there
To be carved out to be taken
There's been billions for 400 years

These countries are not underdeveloped
They're overexploited

The walls are no longer the same
No shelter no protection
No sympathy no direction

"be patient: she said"
I honestly don't care
"put my words on the back of your head
You'll be alone until your last breath"

To be alone

Only mirages, false images
Of idols long forgotten in time
Some glimpses of an old tv show
And haunted and empty rooms past midnight
Scattered toys across the hall
Scary nights trying not to cry
Bad communication for sad realizations

No room for killers
Static runs thorugh my skin
Until I feel the urge to flee
An honest way for a broken being
Nothing to hold me until I fall forever
In vaccuumm
In endless cold clean gray

Decay
Shattered feelings
Abandoned in plain sight
Why were you that blind
Why were you that blind

Decay
I'll overcome
Left in plain sight
Why were you that blind
Why were you that blind

I'll save you
I'll save you

Mirages, false images
Of idols long forgotten in time
Some glimpses of an old tv show
Haunted and empty rooms past midnight
Scattered toys across the hall
Scary nights trying not to cry
Bad communication for sad realizations

Idols longing past their prime
Empty servers with friendly ghosts
And idols longing past their prime
Empty servers with friendly ghosts
And idols longing past their prime