Archetype of Ire - The Device

Screens are all they're seeing
Chaos they are fleeing
World is slowly burning
Nobody is learning

Lies they feed them daily
Keep them feeling lazy
Truth is in the shadows
Distracted by the halos

They're scrolling while we're falling
No one hears the warning
The truth is on hold
Society is slowing

Buildings start to crumble
Feet begin to stumble
Mind is overloaded
Reality corroded

Look up from your wonder
Feel the world asunder
Listen to the silence
Fear becomes defiance

They're scrolling while we're falling
No one hears the warning
The truth is on hold
Society is slowing

Hey there can you see me
We're breaking down completely
Devices made to drain souls
Until there’s just an empty hole

Corruption in the highest halls
No one sees it creeping in
Blinded by the media
Distracting and deceiving