Zeitgeist

Well I can hear the words that burn today
We've fallen to our knees, it's all insane
They call us the warriors and some of us must die
Life is only precious when it's still inside
The proof is in the pudding or in the lies

What are you bitching about again?
You should be happy he's here
Liberals are trying to destroy the dream
But we have the answers they fear

You call yourself a Christian
But you worship the greed
Shouldn't you care for the poor?
All the people in need

You're just a leech
You want to be fed
But nothing in life is free

You play the victim
I know what you've said
Your actions aren't matching your deeds

Take a look around
We spend it all on war
We don't educate our youth
We're not feeding the poor

Why do you challenge the President?
Why don't you listen to me?
You've been a victim of all the fake news
Here in the land of the free

There's got to be a better way
To find our common ground
We're not hearing what we say
And the truth just can't be found
There's got to be a better way
There's got to be a better way

Hello my old friend
So here we are again
The black man's falling down
While the white man just pretends
We're claiming liberty
But there's no justice in the end

Don't judge me by my skin
Don't hate the way I speak
Surely there is room for me

We call ourselves the greatest
But growing meaner all the time
No room for tolerance
Just the vision we contrive

Are we exposing what we are?
To make it seem greater again
The dream is still alive
Until the ignorant win

Remember who we are
Remember where we've been
Don't throw it all away
Find the place within

So here's a prayer for America
I hope we all can see
The dream is only real
When we're united and free

There are those that would divide us
Claiming supremacy
So here's my hope for America
It's time for us to see... it's time for us to see

I am the beast
And I have risen
I'm here to steal your dreams

I fuel your hate
And your division
I need you following me

The secret of control is to attack
I must control reality
The libtards punish me with truth
I'll tell you what you should believe

I will go down in history
The faithful worship me
I am a legend in my own time
Here in the land of the free

You are illusion, you are a lie
Darken our history
The cheaters and liars all gather around
Worshipping all your greed

The vision might remain inside my head
A generation left for dead
I hear your voice you foolish clown
And all you do is bring us down

Don't judge me by my skin
Don't hate what I believe
Don't hate the way I speak
Don't tell me I must leave
There is truly room for me
In the land of the free



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Writer(s): Emile Pinsonneault
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