Hell is empty and all the devils are here

The opium of the people is opium
Call it what it is
Don’t spend all this time constructing this soviet society just to blame it for your ills
You’re ill
But you’re numb to the pain
You douse your nervous system in these chemical blockades to live in your haze
So you don’t take responsibility
So it’s not your fault, it’s everyone else’s and their natural inclination to hate
But not you
You’re holy
You glow
With righteousness or maybe that’s just
Your toxicity flickering in the moonlight