Individual Thought Patterns — текст песни (death)

So quick to judge, so easily we forget,
What it`s like to be dissected
Where feelings are tossed aside

Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go unanalysed
Followers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruption
That live their lives only to criticise

Where is the invisible line that we must draw
to create individual thought patterns

Prisoners of mental deception be free within singular judgement
Twisting words to control the masses
To cover up one`s self insecurities