They Watch from dark windows Do they treat the Mexican groundskeepers like us When finished? I may not have shame, but I still have pride Too many working from home Since the lockdowns We now claim never happened Cameras on every house now Fake rich, debt slaves Pretending to be nobles Unknowingly welcoming their chains In the blossoming feudal technocracy Is it fascination or pickiness? I can tell before I check your surname The (((ones))) I learned Never to work for again To the ones who appreciate and understand - Godspeed I'll go above and beyond In a world that goes to hell, day by day -In more and more humiliation rituals What can I do among the facade Of our Jung's shadow matrices Than affect a positive change In my immediate realm Still, i wonder if some of you Are of Nephilim blood Paying with blood money When the long day is done And I don't even feel like drinking I'll escape to dreams Of beer on my porch Watching rings of Saturn That now encircle the Earth