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The Illusion of Freedom
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The Illusion of Freedom
How many lies have now become the truth
Deception inside a tunnel vision
And squandered upon the slaughter block
The lives you deserve
Brought low to a simpletons anthem
That by greed has purchased your soul
And caged within the illusion of freedom
Conscripts to the map of your own misdirection
Turn angels into the puppet clowns
The staunch and ever willing criminals
Behind the stab in the back
Of histories ordinary people
So many liars have now become truth peddlers
While to their addiction you ply yourselves
To defend the scraps you are so miserably tossed
So starved of love and so glutted with fear
It is a mean and spiteful dirt which infects you
A callous blood of no concern for you
And patronised with itís slick and grinning mesmerism
Builds the walls of your prison
What part of mindless have you been given to
Bombarded into submission from the day you were born
The tiny cogs inside the wheels
Which keep their cupidity afloat
And bow that, for the brainwashed back
The ever entropy of the next fad gadget
And suck on the straws of your commercialised lives
Believe hard, because you have to
Wear your ticktack and stuck on labels
Your fashionable points the view to opinions
Wear your god like some throw away T shirt
And cower in the corners of your heart
Such glistening golden diamante chains which bind you
A bird in a cage blinded by incarceration
Such tiny lives you lead
While all of creation wheels around you
You have no choice
You were born into the slavery of acceptance
The false promises which bleat the sheep in unison
With the illusion of freedom
Submitted on 2010-07-12 18:01:22
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