Progress is methodic meaning step by step

Too much too long too many minds have slept

As the world grows grey throw away mass produce

What are we to do now all [bad word] has broken loose

The noose in the gallows is shallow like the man

Who mean and selfishly brings about the master plan

So the rich get richer and the poor get suppressed

Killing off the lesser like a parasite or pest

In the beast we dwell never my soul I sell

Will I kiss and tell ? Check the next episode

As the plot thickens minds stricken with dilemma

>From the hand of the wicked the bad meaning wicked

I'm on the other frequency for the time being

Everything's okay as long as my third eye seeing scenery
 [bad word] the retina translated by the brain

Then conveyed to the soul

We must seize control

All mistakes in the past I try and shut it out

I can't be taking it no more so won't you cut it out

All of this driving ambition I must let it out

Sometimes I gotta do for self that's what it's all about

Making light steps on the ground touch down in the west

Less I be mistaken I see many bows are breaking

But I was only shaken my cerebral stays stable

Lay my hands upon the table cos I'm willing and I'm able

When the [bad word] I travel over to the top

Climb higher embark like the spark in my veins bloodfire

Try again to try my patience and you never will succeed

My inner space attacks the master race

My profession that is the most

'Cos you're the listener and I'm the humble host

So [bad word] to the distorted alternative view

As the mind showing the way to the few.