Endgame

- Endgame - A blueprint in the East, waiting for your chest. A woman is now free, like a stinging killer bee. Homes are being built. Shoe boxes in a row. The earth on heaven found, oh, if only she was round. Flaunting billionaires, begging us to play. Yes, we are all free as long as we obey. A "tourist" from sub-orbital space looking down on the human race. Forgery is in sight. Clinging with all might. Order cannot be evaded. This chaos is created. It is their secret wish. You too are blind to see. The ending of free will. You too are blind to see. To the all-seeing eye thou shalt reply, and watch in droves how refugees die. The endgame is and will always be mass-surveillance for you and me.