Broken Fields

Diminished and threatened, is our liberty A failed design that’s promoting Mutiny Anarchy is rising, From dust they are born and into dust they will fall A Nation in darkness, by symptoms of fear Eluded by systems, that dictate what appears Lost in the meaning, of living free What’s to become? What’s to become of me? Like broken fields, under the rain We sprout back to life, we rise from the grave Unite under standards, to reclaim our dream A Nation for freedom , this is our chance to see To resurrect our values, fight for our believes Cancel out corruption, rediscover honesty Denouncing their evil, for generations yet to be The Media controlling, honesty is gone Brainwashing the public, now reap what you have sown Education is failing, modern day slaves The future is nay, this I guarantee Like broken fields, under the rain We sprout back to life, we rise from the grave Unite under standards, to reclaim our dream A Nation for freedom , this is our chance to see