You try to hide the fact
hidden from yourself
your own favourite entertainer
is none other than the one we call
you
and you need the others to fortify your disgust for the worst of us,
to the rest of us
Entertain the thought that we are
still alive
entertain the notion of impending doom
entertain our worst suspicions and our fears
just pull us in and take us
down
I hear a mighty cheer
your faith could not be any stronger
in your head the stage is set
a product of what we're
being fed
oblivious by design not susceptible to any mind
I can take what's being given
I can down whatever comes
I will
do what you deem necessary
My fear compels me
No more ficticious needs
i will not be made a mockery
no more chaos
seed
i am not what you're supposed to see
without a sense of danger
everything is lost
in the name of entertainment
we are
doomed
