Tre[mend]o[us]: The Devil's Soliloquy

["The Devil"] The man who knows something, knows he knows nothing at all So emergency is his own, no 9-1-1 when his tower falls The unknowns of the ghostly industry will scare you more than any spook So much it's easier to believe in fiction than to even consider the truth But truth is but a word, sprawled and spat up off the tongue A time-space of false doctrine leads the beat of all the drum The rules are written by the winner so why are you so smug in your loss? See the Matrix here was more than just a blockbuster You're delving inside the program building up block by block, Buster It's more than you can muster, more than your feeble minds can grope As you're so fast to drop the book and even faster to pick up the remote Your individuality is been replaced by subtle submissiveness The drooling drabble of hate, disguised with love, disguised by idiots Repetition bores through brains, your span for idiocy borders limitless Even as this beat isn't a banger, you're losing listeners Questioning has become outlawed, its convicts broken So you've learnt to keep your eyes and mouths shut, and ears open Will ignorance be blissful when you're not society's Barbie A zombie outbreak has always been in party The tug of war rages on, their integrity in the centre Which side will they enter?