Slaves of The Blind Mirror

Humans seen embodied, in the form of the divine
False deities followed, ever since the dawn of time
Holy masters and servant worlds
The ancient codes are re-enforced
The rules of existence now reversed
Human race in a state of disperse

They've owned your life for years to come
Slayers of dreams, Destroyers of realms.
The days of eschaton are getting nearer
By forced slavery to the blind mirror

There's no future in the eyes of the doomed
Programmed to obey then be entombed
The will to live in silence and terror
The greatest curse and we are it's bearers

Salvation can't arrive for those in thrall
For they've sworn oaths in the holiest halls
Everlasting suffering for keepers of chains
Promised heavens yet they die in vain

There's no future in the eyes of the doomed
Programmed to obey then be entombed

Staring deeply into the sun
Sightless to see, Turned to no one
By forced slavery to the blind mirror

Our slave chains are long gone, But we still bind ourselves with invisible chains. You Can't see them, you can't feel Them, you can't hear them clank, but they do a better job Of controlling us than the other kind ever could. And Why? Because once a person Believes he is inferior, you no longer have to chain him down; he will do the job Himself