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The sickness of sanity

Is filling my head

The masters and keepers of servants cause dread

A psycho-war is upon us

A propaganda disease

To muster public opinion

And put us on our knees

Do not question authority

The constitution is dead

An old piece of paper

not needed they said

Believe them they tell us

Official documents don’t lie

Trust in me the serpent said

Kaa the snake said with his eyes

Attacking religion

Shaming the flag of the free

Destabilize the country

Point the finger

And blame it on greed

They poise to turn us on each other

They use a false logic and state

We are the subject’s

We don’t have a choice in our fate

The sickness of sanity

Is filling my head

The masters and keepers of servants cause dread

A psycho-war is upon us

A propaganda disease

To muster public opinion

And put us on our knees

For those who question 911

You have no voice

For those who may oppose us

A prison sentence will only be your choice

I stand against the docket

That condemns a free man

I stand against the agency

That rules against us and caters to a foreign land

You might think us to be ignorant

But what you don’t understand

We are the people

The people who are on to your plan

The politicians in your pocket

The media and that’s for sure

Try hard to misdirect us

Try as hard as they do, they are not pure

How will the century end?

How will the historians tally up?

On the take?

Or on the road for being morally bankrupt?

The power of one

Can change the day

The legacy of the plutocrats

Will lead us to embers and decay

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DCG