The Writing

Growing herds throwing words
Is it all connected
Webs of lies and covered eyes
From the base erected

Oh it's hard to read the writing, the writing on the wall
When there is no light, there is no light at all

Foundations of the many nations
Written by survivors
Stories told of days of old
The past was burned in fire

Oh it's hard to read the writing, the writing on the wall
When there is no light, there is no light at all

From the ashes came the classes
First and then the rest
Fighting us amongst ourselves
As they take from the nest

Oh it's hard to read the writing, the writing on the wall
When there is no light, there is no light at all

Caught red handed, reprimanded
With a slap on the wrist
Money talks and bullshit walks
Class has been dismissed



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Conrad
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