Do they lie to you?

Are their, are their fingers bloody?


If you asked questions would you


Feel the fool?




Mass acceptance, feeds the


Flame of propaganda

Do we trust them or are


We their tools?




Painting pictures watch them


With their bloody fingers


Smear the message

In our supple minds





Are you sure you're thinking?

Are you sure you're seeing?


Would you know the truth?


And could you smell a lie?




Conscious


And the world is dreaming

The dream is death


The dream is death




Official words are spoken


Do you, do you hear the message?


Brace yourselves they say

So you try





When the time comes soon now

Will you wear their colors?


Will your blood spill for them


Or will you realize?




Conscious


And the world is dreaming

Freedom


Demands an equal price




I'll fight, I'll fight

In an insurrection

You'll taste the steel of the back of my hand


I'm not dying slowly




I'll fight, I'll fight

In an insurrection

None are free with a king in the land


And I'll fight forever



And the Gods are sworn to treason


Let the battle rage until the world is free of chains

When the wicked fall, may the clouds roar in triumph

And the lightning laugh as it basks in their shame




So your Gods are sworn to treason

So the battle rage until the world is free of chains

When the wicked fall, may the clouds roar in triumph


And the lightning laugh as it basks in their shame



I'll fight, I'll fight


For an insurrection

I'll fight, I'll fight

For an insurrection




I'll fight, I'll fight

For an insurrection

I'll fight, I'll fight


For an insurrection