Capitalist Realism / being Mark Fisher songs based on books

Verse 1:
In a world that molds you, strips your spirit bare,
They feed you empty promises, leave you gasping for air,
Conditioned by the whispers of a preacher's hollow plea,
Where truth is just a casualty in a war we cannot see.

Pre-Chorus:
They spin their tales of magic, call their foes the devil's kin,
Reality a fading echo, drowned by the din,
It’s not just one man’s folly, it’s a web of deeper lies,
Corporate hands that pull the strings behind the masquerade of cries.

Chorus:
It’s not you alone, it's the system’s climb,
Corporate titans in a world of crime,
We must rise, we must unite,
Turn our fury to the puppets in flight.
We’re not blind,

Verse 2:
The schools and homes, they break you, twist your mind until you’re frail,
Despise the bright, the foolish, until you’re lost in the trail,
A spectacle for ratings, a self-righteous parade,
While the architects of suffering in their gilded halls evade.

Pre-Chorus:
The working class is strangled, wars without a cease,
The streets a battlefield, law's a twisted beast,
Prisons overflow, wealth drifts to the skies,
Corporate power holds the reins while the common spirit dies.

Chorus:
It’s not him alone, it's the system’s climb,
Corporate titans in a world of crime,
We must rise, we must unite,
Turn our fury to the puppets in flight.
We’re not blind, we see the chains,
Gonna break free, reclaim our names.

Instrumental fast!

Bridge:
They keep you hooked on fantasies, numbed by what you see,
Convince you you’re enlightened, but you’re far from being free,
There’s a room at the top, but first you learn to kill,
Smiling as you conquer, climb the blood-soaked hill.

Outro:
Let’s forge a revolution, with our voices and our hands,
Mass disobedience, across the fractured lands,
If you want to be a hero, a flame against the night
For in our unity, we find the strength to fight.