Deceitful, fabulist dissimulators
Thinking that they own and rule the world
Warring for reasons but questions are banned
Stay in silence, be incompetent!
Responsible for millions of lives
Promoting you, then you’re pushed in the ground
Their charity hangs on their sympathy
Their words are just tools for dignity
You are scraping the surface
But you cannot break in
Oafishly licking the screen
And see what they want you to see
They smile into your face
While they’re laughing behind you
They send you to death
Then they commiserate you
Don’t believe your eyes!
It’s just an interpretation
Where’s your voice and where’s your sight?
Where’s your revolution?
There’s nothing that can stop them
They launch rockets to the disliked
They can always count on other’s help
Surrounded by their satellites
Don’t believe your eyes!
It’s just an interpretation
Where’s your voice and where’s your sight?
Where’s your revolution?
Could anybody change this situation?
It goes on like this a for a very long time
This is our past, this is our present
You’ll see the future if you’re still alive |
