Baffled And Praying

War anchored pawns
Their disease
Death was so contagious that-
Men came along
Just to see
Then, put their caps on
Through the night, dusk till dawn they-
Stormed through the trees
Bringing tales

And they spoke of the masses they watched fall
How each waking life should feel so small

Within the palace walls
Of ivory and sunset halls
Came voices echoing in laughter
In gold chairs that line the room
And tables filled with feasts of food
A stout monkey sits atop his throne

And he tells me the things I should believe
And it spreads circling the seas

The way things are going
'Til our lives are gone
We whistle in boots on the lawn
We're baffled and praying
Our eyes open wide
Revealing the blindness that hides

Open fields
Of concrete slabs and rolling wheels
Is this what we've come to see as real?
Above all the neon thrones-
Of fast food shacks and homes upon homes where
Sad slaves keep running in their wheels
When way up in castles made of glass
Is run this system bound to crash

The way things are going
'Til our lives are gone
They tell us have faith and stand strong
But when nobody does it
It means something's wrong
We're missing the point all along
So I call unto you now
Please head the call
It's time for the towers to fall