Time Waits For No Slave Songtext / Lyric

Sanitize
To blitz every lasting stain
Turning fashioned... Heads turn
Heads to forego distinctions to make
Heads to embrace prospects of life in a cage Plastic landscapes, synthesised grace,
Distinctions to make, life in a cage

Time waits for no slave

Just give them convenience upon pain of death
Cut out the middleman
Keep them uniformly spoon-fed

Time waits for no slave

Just give them convenience
Upon pain of fucking death
Honoured cattle-class turning fattened heads

Heads turn
Heads to enthuse in a permanent daze
Heads once longing for flaws to disassociate
Permanent daze, dissociate,
Synthesised grace, life in a cage.

In one breath you denounce
The authoritarian reach.
Turn of the cheek and you're basking
In the fake sunlight of its grip