of dreaming boys and wide-eyed girls;
Where precious few get a fair start,
these times can break you,
these times can leave you,
torn apart.
The story starts with genocide,
slavery, those terrorized;
Families, cultures torn apart,
this ugly truth only the start.
And it's a white washed pact,
the founding act,
revolution or contract?
To subjugate, to torture, to abuse,
for the few.
We live in a fabled world,
of terror, day and night,
all hidden in plain sight;
We live in a fabled world,
where the poor and the weak,
are pawns for profit's sake.
Lock up mass incarcerate,
the new Jim Crow, the new slave trade;
If Doctor King were here today,
he'd fight for much more than a dream.
And you should go sign up,
join the fight,
the rich sleep while you kill tonight;
Love thy enemy as thyself,
as you carpet bomb him to hell.
We live in a fabled world,
of terror, day and night,
all hidden in plain sight;
We live in a fabled world,
where the poor and the weak,
are pawns for profit's sake.
We live in a fabled world,
a corprocratic killing field;
Where fascist profits are a lock,
these times can break you,
these times can leave you,
torn apart.
We live in a fabled world,
of terror, day and night,
all hidden in plain sight;
We live in a fabled world,
where the poor and the weak,
are pawns for profit's sake.
We live in a fabled world
We live in a fabled world,
These times can break you,
these times can leave you,
torn apart.
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