Not Giving In

Behind truth you can decide Where the clay is set in As clouds are in circles above the world Setting eyes upon prices missing Manipulated society onward to destruction No one listens but the rules and programs for our minds Since birth we are the machines Those who dare go against the current Extinct they become Names with no leads Do we know better? Or rather know less? Like numbers in our heads Changing seasons to the like of the system This is no rebellion Is not the exact war settled against Is just the fact no one puts their eyes out As we march to the chambers Where the sky is set clear for our eyes But fire rains outside the tower Like an eye set on our every movement Isn't that the number we're given from birth? Nothing we try Can change the fact? Have the world tried to go against holding hands Side by side on the march to take the power beneath our sin's? Haven't seen war or peace But death and clairvoyant diseases are well settled Is there no more man to stand their own grounds? Where have the women's with authority fallen from? Inside vile's the idea remains Ashes we inhale to be programmed for control Im not planning to change anything with the words I may place upon a paper For I am no one But I pity the world inside my mind As I can see through But cannot lead the remains to restore Are there any more grounds to step in? Why do we as human must be concealed from truth? Things we shouldn't know? Aren't they human too? Because a profession is well made? I don't swallow what I don't like Man is made to lead Women is made to lead Or is there any difference in the ideals of one another? Can someone speak up for anyone in this days? Or is it made by mute emotions? Everyone holding up to the little they can make As those which have the world on their hands Few wishes to know what an emotion is While the rest manipulate us with the green on our number Im no anarchist Im not godless I just know I have rights to speak Because there's no place where my democracy cannot hail high For I am free and of course I accept if they want to kill me Is not having mercy or just destroying what is already in control But making things right People over the whole world make revolution But they failed for the lack of hands raising fists Is it fear running deeper than blood? Or just blood cursed by the same system? Can someone explain a bit? No one does They just get born, programmed and be utilized Then die and decompose in time Think through Is it worth it?