There You Stand

There you StandProud as a GodRising your hand unto the CrowdRising your hand you stand with a gunAiming at the head of everyoneIn your own way you smile and CryTelling the Truth within the lieThere you stand in the act of lifeThinking the Stage is your paradise.But The sleeper will wakeFrom their long time restAnd Slowly they will takeEvery flower from your nestMeanwhile you will runAfraid that your fur will burnand there you go...With a hand on your weaponAnother in your gunSaying this is for pleasureAnd this is for fun.They will wakeThey will come and freedom takeThey will wake and they will seeThat your are just the enemy.Not a God from heavenNor a shepherd to lead usNot a safe havenBut the butcher who bleed us.Meanwhile you will runAfraid that your fur will burnand there you go...With a hand on your weaponAnother in your gunSaying this is for pleasureAnd this is for fun.