Your ideas are not needed
Just do as you're told
Dissent won't be tolerated
Just bring us the gold
Careful pulling those strings
So they don't feel it
Play to their bad habits
Give them the illusion of freedom
They're pathetic without guidance
We're chosen to lord over them
Let's break up their alliance
Giving room for contempt
And if they ever raise an eyebrow
Turn them against each other
Let hate spread like a virus
So we'll be heroes for bringing order
Control is the name of the game
Like the kings of old
We admit that times have changed
But So too has our mode
Accurate. Sad to say.
!LUV
Nice.
Thanks