Verse 1
False prophet lies
Manipulate
The hive mind
Of the blind
Masses all too eager
To fall in line
With the madness
Meant to do nothing
But divide
And control our lives
In a way
To make sure
Their pockets
Will always be lined
With money
Soaked with the blood
Of a society
They see as only dollar signs
Chorus
Drowning in the blood
Of the fallen
Sick of living as future statistics
Just waiting to die
There are no more tears
To be cried
It's time to stand and fight
For a world beyond fried
Verse 2
Our deaths
Their blood soaked money
As they use our mass casualties
The more victims
The better
To gain the power
Forever sought after
And un deserved
Not that it matters
As they use our own fears against us
And force a a divide
That through lies
Filled with malice
Make us believe they are the only ones
That can protect us
While doing the exact opposite
To keep us in a never ending loop
Of terror and madness
And make sure
Their power never ends
Chorus