Close your eyes, shun your ears
For they'll infest your mind with ideas
Ideas not good, ideas not bad,
Just ideas with a conflicting mess.
Believe yourself and not the truth
For the truth they lay out may be lies
And these truths will attack and corrupt your mind
Till you cannot draw your own line.
They'll twist and twine the words they utter
They'll meander along a river of words
And soon your mind they'll invade,
It'll become arduous to escape.
