Search Within My Friend

we each suffer in silence amidst the violence few of us take the time out to figure it all don't listen to television of videos that tell us what your life could be its all somebody else's fantasy searching through loop hole eating through soup bowls the question is will you be there a place that we have be assigned after the fall even for the no it all if they repent that's all still inside I often will shiver as a magic wizard whispers through the corridor alone let the time stop beside the telephone search with my friend the hope is up to you to depend many have created seeking self to please you will have to go down on your knees stop spreading its deadly disease living in a land of make believe there are many who will pay top dollar but why do we even seem to bother still dig much deeper then ever before there is so much more in store for you an army of liars in Hell's bent desire a desire for power in the hour of decision we all run to & fro pump up the beat to increase the tempo search the truth for yourself a sure fire way in which you should go so don't stop believing in your eathly receiving we still haven't made a single dent your still the main tool of the government yet be happy for who you are on the inside to the highest plains as the Russian Czar they are among us yet they are not of us search deep inside as tempers of fire blown in the wind to fulfill your every desire