Can't we see their games to which we are pawns? Drawn to conform, restrained
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Is it the blind lead the blind? Or are we the fools who follow?
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Listening to minds bent on power for their needed elation
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To place your trust in the eye's of the blind to real life
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Stand by the water all you see is just a reflection
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Yet the water is deep like your instincts don't place your beliefs in
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another mans hands
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Brainwashed to believe their obvious lies, censored from the truth, denied
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Stagnant lands lie victim, losing conscious wisdom
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The beast will ride into all his awaited creations, suffering will prevail
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No one can hear societies lifeless cries, suffering in silence as part of
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your game
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We do not question what is taken for granted, democracy a facade, lets open
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our eyes
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Bleeding us dry of what is ours, dependent on us to survive
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Living this absurd masquerade, conformity, oh so dear
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And what they prophecise, dormant in the dust of ones demise
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The clouds of pity rain down from the heavens
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Conspire To Be
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