You can speak the good word

but can you fight the good fight

destroying the weak

just doesn't seem right...

were expelling the excess

retaining the masses

grand compensation is un-satisfaction

We only have time

In this world of hate

Yea sure yur a hero

But I can't relate

Money is power

And you took the bait

Succumb to the illusion

that they always create

There wallets expand

As they continue to demand

Deterring concurring

The master plan
deceptive defines everything that they know

there obviously empty

but seek to be whole

so circle the aspect in which they shall learn

we know deep inside of there mind that they yearn...

not for a topic.

nor for end.

a false personality,

not to pretend.

but the powers too great

inconceivable they say

keep leading and bleeding and walking astray.

Expecting the worst

were directing the hearse

the numbers increase as we read every verse

weak minds are summoned

brain-washed for battle

beaten and scorned and treaten' like cattle

Consumed by greed

And the mindless commands

Abusing the power

they hold in there hands

choose it

use it

abuse it

then LOSE IT.

they ramble in shambles on paper,

confuse it.

Nothing will change,

at least not for free.

You must be sacrificed,

it sure won't be me