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letra de 21st century power (digital breakdown) - last sons

[verse 1]
face life’s tasks unmasked with a fully unequipped futility belt, no cape indeed no costume to speak of
when the beat drops, super powers are revealed, speak words of steel but not kryptonian in origin
the futures orange and astonishing like the sunrise to appreciative eyes that realise the beauty of the morning skies
see past the lies of the synthetic life where every wonder of the world is on a handheld device
remove the disguise and -n-lyse through unhindered eyes and see the truth is by design
from out of the dark into the light, the day to the night giving the blind people sight
i write to incite thoughts, not strangle mc’s with mic cords, leave them extinct like dinosaurs
this ain’t that meteor; marvel at peace, still hammer like thor

[chorus]
they will look at data, as a natural resource, to power the 21st century
they will look at data, as a natural resource, to power the 21st century

[verse 2]
submerged under a digital sea blowing thought bubbles, that float upwards like indelible smoke signals
these visual virtual voices are noiseless, yet echo and resonate like the most audibly boisterous
providing pointers to the choices of the voiceless, they run the gamut from pointless to poisonous
they’re on some either join us or avoid us, yet they’re lost within the realms where misdirection loiters. these are the voyages of voyeurs not partic-p-nts who then speak from a position of perceived omnipotence
they don’t realise that they themselves are prisoners, data subjects under surveillance as cyber citizens
they call it vigilance as a means to thwart terror, information incarcerated at her majesty’s pleasure
the new pirate treasure, sold to the highest bidder, every gadget that we have is a digital transmitter
a bitter pill to swallow the way they stole our tomorrow, a future where people no longer have to be physically followed
freedom as a term is redefined daily by the same smiling fools that you let kiss your baby
hazy shade of digital, used to trace the physical, binary breadcrumbs for corporations and criminals
subliminal subterfuge, no interlude, there are satellites in orbit in sp-ce that can see you
your view is limited, every outcome has been predicted by the very same system to which they have you addicted
they have your pictures, they have your opinions, they have procedures should you stand out from the minions

[chorus]
they will look at data, as a natural resource, to power the 21st century
they will look at data, as a natural resource, to power the 21st century

- last sons

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