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Corporate America (Babylon Fall)
Hell is rising, hate surrounds.
Expressions clear; so profound
Bombs are dropping, and children screaming.
Threats across the globe. Am I just dreaming?
The prophets foretold, yet still we run blind.
Could it be that we live eye for eye?
We lock up the wild and wicked.
We leave them in a cage where life is constricted.
Put them in a zoo for us to play God for a while.
We call this okay, and we still keep a smile?
We go into other countries, like slithering snakes.
We make up some deals and hands meet to shake.
When the deal is done, like a rattler, fangs sink deep.
We send in our troops to slaughter the sheep.
We take what we need, in abundance, of course.
We take what we want, and we'll get it by force.
American greed, that's what its been called,
But what does it mean when the nation's apalled?
"We've done no wrong. No harm is done.
If it's war you want, we've already won." Bombs are dropping, children screaming.
I know now that I am not dreaming
I want the world to wake up to see the mistakes.
I want the earth to be better, a liveable place.
Instead, I see the still raging crusades. Over skin color and God, they pillage and raid.
In the name of their God, many were slain.
Have mercy on them, their efforts in vane.
They know not of their vanity,
Nor their causing of calamity.
In the name of their God, this is insanity.
Bombs are dropping, children screaming.
I wish that all of this was only my dreaming.
If only for our offspring,
Please, stop with the bombing.
Expressions clear; so profound
Bombs are dropping, and children screaming.
Threats across the globe. Am I just dreaming?
The prophets foretold, yet still we run blind.
Could it be that we live eye for eye?
We lock up the wild and wicked.
We leave them in a cage where life is constricted.
Put them in a zoo for us to play God for a while.
We call this okay, and we still keep a smile?
We go into other countries, like slithering snakes.
We make up some deals and hands meet to shake.
When the deal is done, like a rattler, fangs sink deep.
We send in our troops to slaughter the sheep.
We take what we need, in abundance, of course.
We take what we want, and we'll get it by force.
American greed, that's what its been called,
But what does it mean when the nation's apalled?
"We've done no wrong. No harm is done.
If it's war you want, we've already won." Bombs are dropping, children screaming.
I know now that I am not dreaming
I want the world to wake up to see the mistakes.
I want the earth to be better, a liveable place.
Instead, I see the still raging crusades. Over skin color and God, they pillage and raid.
In the name of their God, many were slain.
Have mercy on them, their efforts in vane.
They know not of their vanity,
Nor their causing of calamity.
In the name of their God, this is insanity.
Bombs are dropping, children screaming.
I wish that all of this was only my dreaming.
If only for our offspring,
Please, stop with the bombing.
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