War torn or more
Torn asunder
We all march to propaganda
And for violence, hunger
There was a time we were alive
But now we all just slumber
So polluted in our minds
We are beyond encumbered
We are beyond a servant
Less free than slaves
Where they struggled to survive
We dig our own graves
Where their resistance met afflictions
Ours come as we behave
Just submission without question
Of the rights we\'ve waived
Of the lives destroyed
Through these crimes prolonged
Found our home within a system
To which we don\'t belong
Became patrons of wars
And let them wage, lifelong
While chanting our allegiance
To a culling song
And it is holding strong
It is far from waning
The repetitions of the crowd
Have called out, arraigning
In judgement, always judgement
There is no abstaining
And the world is bleeding out
It is soaked and staining
Martyred, murdered
Maimed and mad
We are psycho-civilized
From a launching pad
Letting hypocrisy erupt
Like we are bombing lands
Exploding with compassion
Of selfish demands
It\'s a great divide
While baring the same evils
It\'s a tug-of-war
Where the fighting\'s gleeful
Where hatred is enamored
With an intent that\'s lethal
Seeing ally or enemy
Rather than each as people
Propagated and seduced
Discipled and fed
Indoctrination all deciding
What we will defend
You see, there is no family
There are no friends
Just cults by the legions
Of the latest trends
Leading you astray
Won’t you disembark
Won’t you flee from the bindings
Of an endless dark
Start to walk in caution
Guard your heart
From the systems of the world
That would steal your spark
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