No hope nor reason Just thirteen years against the grain Broke, burned and branded No greater cause, called my name Caged like a cipher Doomed to dwell a dead-end life The ‘way it is'? Or conspiracy? Wherefore and why this world should be?
Now through wool-encrusted eyes I see Their malfeasance and their sophistry As the tentacles of lies unfold In this complete control
Rife with division Shreds of truth, infect the maze Prophets spew derision And empires, wax and wane Who am I in this? A hero's song, or Caliban? Plant the seed, pull the strings My will is all that's left of me
Through wool-encrusted eyes I see Their malfeasance and their sophistry As the tentacles of lies unfold In this complete control
Now killers walk among us And skeptics blindly stare As power grips insidious All that's real fades into the air…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
