Waters Above

So easily, we're distracted As our masters pull the strings Dancing in the street Shouting for our hatred to be fulfilled And made something more Do you really think That the heads they show us Make any difference You think that your piece of paper Can change this world Are you so blind Are you so blind All the puppets gather with their signs and pickets A distraction from their freedom's demise Torn between the two great evils Given as a choice When this is nothing more than theatre And wasted is your voice Those who control They live in shadow Watching all their puppets Tear each other down Those who control Never bothered by Which evil you care for Because money, greed, and power Are the only gods They seek to favour Get off your cross Speak no more Cause you're as guilty as the ones Who made you their whore Where will you hide That they cannot find When its decided you're an enemy When nothing else has changed When this whole worlds bows to tyranny And all its people slaves All its people slaves