Clear

Clear Clear Clear It is not clear at least not here Seven days through the haze go off straight through the late night of death last wet breath Clear mind and soul not under control of anyone or any power You use your power to deceive What you say, we do not believe You are full of lies I can see it with my eyes And so can the rest of the world We are the ones who will decide not power hungry hippocrites who think death creates life or war equals peace It makes no sense Creeping through the death and lies Is the best thing, to open our eyes to see the lies, the children's cries If you can't see it, unplug your TV