[dead man]

yo -

espionage. ready or not, i'm destined to drop
mental facade was our intention. but the weapons were stocked
lessons were taught. all propaganda, pay attention and watch
how a thought becomes a monster from electrical shock
into physical death. primitive tendencies developing clots
leaking blood into the intersect of Western and Bloc
it's a game of thrones, ally versus enemy shots
Stalinistic viewpoints of a Leninist plot
ready or not, espionage, waiting for what wouldn't arrive
i'm a ticket back home away from looking alive
information turned golden, flareguns cushioned our skies
naked lies. iron shower curtain pulled to the side
viewing Americana bulging behind the lens of Bolshevik's eyes
strategic mind-fuck as propulsion towards an ultimate prize
not a pistol was drawn. still i had chosen a side
Czech borderlands were frozen in time. open your mind,
realize, i am scared as any rational person
sinking towards his final moment, passive immersion
in acceptance, God ascendance, life's a casted commercial
advertising false production like a practice rehearsal
imagine a world where people are their actions, contained
and not a matter of lineage or capital gains.
protected from gas. but there's no masking the pain
conflict is progress hinging on adaption to change
nucleic magnet exchange, damage potential fulfilled
psychometric measurements. we've tested their skills
now it's finally incoming. it wasn't our intention to kill
i'm writing just to talk. i never left them a will

let it drop.

i've been undercover 70 days,
sweating til the coldness breaks and catches ablaze..








only YOU can prevent soviet espionage.






- DEAD MAN