Pip Poem by Paolo Owens

Money, useless key
Ruins who I want to be
Industry that cant see

In a no post industrial protocol
There is no one you can call
Before you fall
In a no post industrial protocol

Capitalism useless Like a baptism
Religion born hypnotism
Religion born hypnotism

Brainwashed by industry
Banks of immunity
lost my personality

In no post industrial protocol
There is no one you can call
Before you fall
In a post industrial protocol

In a post in post industrial protocol
No Post industrial protocol
No Post industrial protocol
You shall fall