[radio chatter:]
Moving through time like this, in this dangerous period is exciting. I’m starting to remember how we finally turned all of you into new-age slaves. Wait, this part here. It started it all:
If you never dream you are never dangerous
We’ll always own the power, you will never get to us.
I’m happy that you’re not, you are just a dot.
I form the line, everything I want I got.
Power […], for me it’s so easy to abuse,
Coz you never read between the lines, you always lose.
Never read a book, never care about the truth,
You’re just so damn busy in that silly business booth.
You’re not a slave yo, coz slavery’s gone.
But don’t think for a minute the concept changed, son.
It’s the same thing, same Triple OG foxes.
Ruling the world and your mind while you pay them taxes.
[radio voice:]
For us, it was always easy. All we had to do was find better ways to communicate the horrible things we were up to, and make those dummies agree with everything we said.
When the Julian Assange event came by, I was afraid.
My reality was in flames, like in a mongolian raid.
For a damn long minute, all of time seemed to stop,
I couldn’t hear my heart beat, it was like a mic drop.
Stood still, waited ill, couldn’t tell how I feel,
after which one of my brothers got ready for the Kill.
Without his VISA, MasterCards and PayPal,
We could finally get him, I started to yell.
All hell broke loose, we didn’t go to jail,
We shut WikiLeaks down, showed the world it was frail.
Now I sit with my banjo, drink Martini I relax,
Stop listening to this, I own you, Pay your tax.
[radio chatter:] Then, the renegades stood still. A blow had been dealt to them. Little did they know that the un-touchable Pirate Bay was next. Oh, Sweden, you succumbed.