Shapeless control

May I take your order,
delusional disorder,
would you like frys with that,
fried deep with animal fat,
its just a recorder,

Where did the people go,
leaving this desire to know,
communicable wires,
loaded with liars,
yet empty with no show,

burn it down,
dancing all around,
crucify the unrequited,
and all became ignited,
the vain hope surround,

the combusting masses,
screaming as time passes,
was it all alone,
or just never shone,
hidden behind dark glasses,

please come again,
letting it explain,
the fruitless desires,
of all it requires,
desolate friar,