Illatria - Shutter Lyrics

Addicted to attention
Orchestrated ignorance
Flesh obsessed, automata
Chasing scraps of influence

Condemn objectification
They perpetuate on themselves
Relentless ego blandishment
Beneath a ragged victimhood veil

A lecture free is rarely true
The product of their service is you

Yield your sins for me
Impious flocks praise the profane
Scorn virtue's cold embrace

Write in misery
Appease the demons in the screen
Prisoner to escape

Sensory overload
Computational overflow
Pixel-perfect false idols
Crumble behind a broken lens

Don't let a crisis go to waste
Shield the truth just out of frame

Yield your sins for me
Impious flocks praise the profane
Lay bare the flesh they crave

Sway through tragedy
Dispose of your free reasoning
Prisoner to escape

Reality's perception in flux
With your disposition
Your cause a pure convenience
Your champion a false front for
The Tyrants

Spurn autonomy
Conformance in the name of diversity

Yield your sins for me
Impious flocks praise the profane
Scorn virtue's cold embrace
Write in misery
Appease the demons in the screen
Prisoner to escape