Question what you’re handed
Think of how you’re branded
They offer a wide selection
Until after the election
Pouring down from the heights
Rising in the shadows
Soon to step into the light
Bubbling under ocean floor
We are lava
Question what you’re being told
Think of how you’re poured into a mould
You're more than just a number
Take a step into thin air
Changing land and law
Smoke on the horizon
Rustle, open eyes at dawn
Cinders of what has been