Predictive programming strikes once again,
On the Resident Evil save screen back then.
A newspaper article stating lockdown 2040,
I find these witchcraft spells rather naughty.
A new fear after 2039 and ringing in this year,
We\'re prodded insects trying to dodge a spear.
None of these outbreaks seem natural in the slightest,
Like they are created in labs purposely, I do detest.
Social credit score systems have silenced dissent,
Every law meant to be righteous, in their favour it\'s bent.
False hope is a written script that\'s recited up on stage,
The antichrist spirit will fall but unfortunately rules this age.