To Whom It May Concern, Pt. 2

While people are drowning on TV
You build your mansion by the sea
Thinking you will never see the day
But this is your reckoning; it's time to pay

I see you, the smiling man on the big screen
Reminiscing about a past that has never been
Promising a paradise that no one's ever seen
For the low price of your mind and soul
And everything that's left in between

Do you really believe
In the lies that you tell?
You poison the water
But we all drink from the same well

Do you really believe
All the lies that you sell?
You poison the water
But we all drink from that same well

I see you, the empty husk of a family man
Clocking in your overtime, at every chance you can
Because for you success is still a bigger motorcar
For only what you can afford buy
Defines the kind of person that you are

Do you really believe
In the lies that you're sold
The dreams of a madman
The alchemist turning piss into gold

Do you really believe
All the lies that you're told
They poison the water
But you still buy all that you are sold

Sleeping on a bed in the bedrock
Dreaming cryogenic dreams
Of a future built by someone else
To get there, oh so easy it seems

But do you really believe?

A rapture not to heaven, but to the cloud
Or on the first boat to Mars
You can afford a life with all else left behind
Safe away from your mother's arms

But do you really believe?

And so
The sins of the father
Falls to the son
And to the daughter
Whose will, still
Will not be done

Oh, the wind will never remember
All the ruins, swept away
The sea will drown out your protestations
As if you have anything left to say

The roots of the oldest trees might embrace your bones
But never rouse you from your sleep
The boldest monkey would dig for treasures left behind
But they will be buried all too deep

The sins of the father
Fell to the son
And to the daughter
Whose will, still
Will not be done

And some would have the most of it all
But so made all into nothing
An empty mansion by the sea
Ivory tower, slowly crumbling

Whom concerned
Don't waste your turn
Days that pass
Won't return

Silenced voice
Keep your poise
And be heard
Through the noise

Coins on your eyes when you go
To have the most, whatever it takes
Whoever's left reap what you sow
Your children will inherit only your mistakes

Name your price
Corporate ties
Bite the hand
Feeding lies

Righteous wrath
Choose your path
Hear the prayers
Do the math

Whom concerned
Don't wait your turn
While ice caps melt
And forests burn