Too Late

West Wynd

We’re living in the aftermath of the great apocalypse. The Illuminati won because you didn’t do jack shit. The biblical prophecies have all come to pass. Now evil reigns supreme because you didn’t get off your ass. You’re personally responsible. It’s entirely your fault. A court would hold you culpable for the tragic end result. Solely upon your stupid head I now place the blame but you’re far too brainwashed to feel any of the shame.

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We tried to warn you and open up your eyes but you had your blinders on and only wanted to hear their lies. Now it’s all over. The Illuminati won. Medicated and incarcerated I just hope you’re having fun.

I hope you like police states draconian control grids and google showing search results on the backs of your eyelids. Your GPS will give you a speeding ticket or two as the toilet logs analyses of the contents of your poo. You’ll learn to like the feeling of these prescription drugs. Monitored by cameras, drones and wiretapping bugs. Your every conversation no matter how mundane recorded by a robot with wires in your brain.
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With all these advertisements a product’s difficult to choose but it’s all one corporation. They always win you always lose. I hope you like fast food because that’s all there is to eat though you’ll have to raid the dumpster cause you’re living on the street. You scoffed and turned away when we told you what we could. Labeled conspiracy theories and said it wouldn’t do any good. When a reptilian overlord is picking his teeth with your bones you’ll wish to god you’d listened to David Icke and Alex Jones.
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