The puppet masters
A world built on secrets, masters who seek to destroy
You play with our minds like a child with a toy.
You put guns in the hands of innocents and tell them there is a war to be won.
Putting nation against nation knowing a sea of blood over the lands will run.
You abandon the old and indoctrinate the young
and when the people speak out you silence their tongue
You cause civil unrest by introducing new laws
Then laugh at your tyranny behind closed doors.
You squeeze every penny you can get out of hard working folk.
High taxes and cost of living, their aggravation you gleefully provoke.
You fill their heads with distractions, because to you its just a game.
To bring a new world order to humanity has always been your aim.
You build empires for your selves, how much money do you need ?
People all over the world are starving because of your greed.
You steel from the destitute, is the money really that good.
Will it buy you redemption, do you think that it could?
You hide your selves from us and your need to control.
All the money you have made. will it buy back your soul ?
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