We are ground under tyranny
Without even thinking, we are beyond reality
Under the influence, I fear, is the only place I can feel spirituality
We\'ll suffer through dictatorship or anarchy
We can never have worldwide fellowship
At least now minorities aren\'t commonly bound in shackle and beat with a whip
Yet so much abuse and violence roams far from prosecution
Nothing seems to be the solution
At the same pace and time we digress and progress
Making us nothing more or nothing less
Flaws decrease and regress
Maybe that is our realm of unity
Realization that we will always be impure as a community