Focal Point: The Sleeping Masses

I'm tired of watching the world burn
Standing at the focal point
Of the lens of corruption
Resting upon the precipice
Of our one final destruction

We paralyse the sleeping masses
They follow blindly to their doom

We're tired of seeing the torment
Not knowing who is to blame
Pseudo-solutions are conjured
Hatred is freed
United by a manufactured philosophy

We paralyse the sleeping masses
Our intent cannot be perceived
Completely void of honesty
But every word shall be believed

History repeats itself once again
Under a banner of hate we march, to the end
To the end



Credits
Writer(s): Gus Everitt
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