struggling in these dying times with the times that they conceived
the lies that bind the ties and the eyes are on the streets
the hidden hand pulls the strings and the politicians speak, who rules the game
drive the slaves into their graves

corperate minds manipulate
politicians you trust
do just as they say
and so the morning star has risin'
as the leaders of the world bank
feeding upon the prey

what do you see
is it all too real
do you feel that all is lost and this is hell
you see the truth
don't wanna believe it
you feel it when you pray
your faith is no escape

who are the ones selling the ground beneath your feet
to pay the massive debts that only they could create
following the paper trail that leads you to your grave, watch what you say
your freedom of speech can get you locked away.....

....and thrown into a cell and interrogated for days
they say we're unpatriotic for exposing their wicked ways
speak your mind and you're out of line, no trial to clear your name it's all the same
we're all just pawns in the game

what do you see
is it all too real
do you feel that all is lost and this is hell
you see the truth
don't wanna believe it
you feel it when you pray
your faith is no escape

confined in these dying times and we're tied to the machine
will someone lift the veil and resurrect the dream
shine a light through the darkness, help us rise above the shame
will it ever change....are we just pawns in the game

what do you see
is it all too real
do you feel that all is lost and this is hell
you see the truth
don't wanna believe it
you feel it when you pray
your faith is no escape

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