Lyrics

This is not a drill
We’re being enslaved
They say we got free will
But be killed or behave

Those who only obey
Can’t feel their chains
It’s part of their plan
Blind to the slaughterman
Burn me at the altar
I’m a moth to the flame
Somebody break the spell
Before I destroy myself

This is not a drill
We’re being enslaved
They say we got free will
But be killed or behave
You silence my voice
With your prying ears
You fill my head with noise
And control me with fear

Don’t be shy, let’s sit down and converse
Mend our ties and maybe we can break the curse
They put a leash on me
Say I'm dangerous when I'm free
Take away my name
I'm just a number in their game
Tactics of oppression have evolved
From shackles and chains to silicon gold
‘Til no rights are left,
And what’s left ain’t right
We shape our history
Let us not create more misery

This is not a drill
We’re being enslaved
They say we got free will
But be killed or behave
You silence my voice
With your prying ears
You fill my head with noise
And control me with fear

This is not a drill
Tactics of oppression have evolved (we’re being enslaved)
From shackles and chains to silicon gold
‘Til no rights are left (they say we got free will)
And what’s left ain’t right (but be killed or behave)
You silence my voice
This is industry’s final revolution (with your prying ears)
Planned obsolescence in the name of evolution
‘Til no rights are left (you fill my head with noise)
And what’s left ain’t right (and control me with fear)

This is not a drill
We’re being enslaved
They say we got free will
But be killed or behave