Life reduced to a concrete wish.
Simplification of our wants and needs and eventually transformed into an ultimate attempt of forcing patterns upon us.
Don't think we'll think for you.
Satisfaction gained out of emptiness. Our homes as the imagination of the circle of demise we're in. Concrete = freedom. Trapped into a steel caged.

Life's being decided for you.

Nevermind the wealth your bathing in, we'll turn it into mud for you, but don't fear, your smile never fades in this utopia especially build for you.
You'll never see. You'll never realize