Blue, yellow, green
They always seem to be competing
These voices they keep on preaching
It’s soon near the end
So why do we all pretend
We look for a hero
But what are we
We’re hoping for better
Searching for love
In a forbidden gutter
Thrown out like thrash
Battered like dogs
Do you see where we’re going?
Their minds are demented
This world of ours
So corrupted
We’ve become enemies
Unloving and destructive
Guns and weapons have become the new stand
Open your eyes and see passed the blind
It’s our time.