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democracy is just an illusion

the judging gatekeepers
wear power like a veil
it`s a drug that 
these junkies feed upon

  they feed 
                   and feed

and say anything to get their fix
as the masses believe 
and then adhere

they play their games
as the pawns are sacrificed
so they can have their gain

their democracy is just an illusion

with every drop of blood they feed
an hunger that will linger for eternity

a game of follow the leader
       is at hand
like a herd of sheep
one another they follow 
into the slaughter room
                                          doom
the judging gatekeepers
    let unity explode
the divide grows and grows

united we stand 
divide we fall
a quote we all know
a quote they want to destroy
as they set the divide wheels in motion

and the blind remains blind

democracy is just an illusion

you are free to do as you please
the puppet master tells the puppet
while he pulls its strings

       control

out of the light
a calm voice spins
but if you listen closely
his words fall like bricks
and leads into 
a life of fear

but time has passed 
        the hourglass sand has ended
the cage has surrounded the captured

the dream becomes a nightmare 


but when life is seen 
inside the black clouds
where fire flames burn
but leaves no physical scars
ignorance is believed to be a power
and delusions is the truth
    the mirage fogs reality

   democracy is just an illusion

cloaked in all his misconception
the deceiver hides the truth
and then sells it as virtue

poison he spits 
as he calls it the truth 
it becomes the narrative line 
and it is repeated over time
until its soaked up
                   sponge like

 it seeps
          and it seeps
          into the sleeping minds

to their distorted truth

inside the dark a lone zombie screams 
 and realizes he`s been sleepwalking
            now...he`s awaken


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