Awake?

Awake?
Awake?
I have nothing
Absorbed slowly into inevitability
Deep roots slither into the earth
My thoughts are numb and alert
It's the same as I'm sleeping
Confusing revelation
They slip away like dreams, even as I'm dreaming
Thoughts obey patterns, old warehouse computers
Our future becomes the past as it all gently disappears

Our eyes remain open while our mind recoils
See them take aim, steal away your rights again
Like serpents in plain sight, received as angels and heroes in the arms of the terrified masses
Change is fear
Fear is the devil
The devil has angels at his side
See them take aim, steal away your rights again