Magic bullets plot your paths Trajectories move steadily Spinning projectiles fly not from the Carcano Cops with rifles stand behind the fence Let’s put the brain in a trash can Create a new identity Eight hundred eighty eight pacified pages cover the curious with a warm blanket of false security Stay in bed Close your eyes Stay asleep Utopia flies on arcane wings One more time United truth with its slight of hand Tells a story that no one will ever understand Sewn together with the pieces that were ripped apart Create a patsy who is going to take the perfect shot Build a story too complex to ever know the truth Send the killer to assassinate the living proof Succumb the population into prison so we learn To ignite the catalyst that takes so long to burn Take off, tie off Empty boxes Empty loose ends Fly through, spin right through the brain Tie off all loose ends make them knot Lie cheat, cheat and steal, keep them still Inside enemy supremacy Destroy the angels arcane wings broke down was up The reel negates the myth It’s a mystery wrapped inside a riddle inside an enigma