Embryo

They want your tongue
They want you silenced
Your free will ignored
They want you young
And keep you dumb
Force you into a role
They want soul
They grip their talons
Around your neck and hold
They suck you dry
They want your frozen embryos
Who you know
Who you blow
It's a sign of the times
It's a matter of who you know
And who you blow
They've got your numbered in their system
Your cycle is known
They've got your fingerprints and barcode
Ready to be sold
They've got your movements on surveillance
You're fully exposed
They've got existence
Got your frozen embryos
Who you know
Who you blow
It's a sign of the times
It's a matter of who you know
And who you blow
It's a matter of time
Another predictable scenario