Owl Parliament from Circles by Days of Desolation

From obscure corners they send the talking points
to their figureheads on strings
In silent flight throughout digital fog
Watching battle as it begins
Unchaining new civil wars
Petrifying you with their gaze
Filling minds with poison

All for a profit that’s to be made
All to divide and conquer
All to put an end to democracy
Echo chambers sound out all reason
Dog whistles easily parroted
All beside their dissonance they’ll willfully refuse
No resolve for minds so obtuse
No overthrowing governments
when they’re backed by owl parliaments
Until the day they all discover
they’re the ones shipped off to labor camps
One by one they will fall
Carcasses to the vultures circling above
One by one they will sprawl
toward the bed of comfort they relinquished for ideas that rot
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