How can this world be at peace?
When every cell knows only war
Can we rid ourselves of the religious?
Or maybe burn all the heretics around us
It's the puppet masters pulling strings
It's the poor brutes who can not think
It's the weapons of mass destruction created through science
Or the politicians lies
How can this world be at peace?
Ruled by the stomach and not the mind
The people crave only bread and death
As they cry "Stone the prophet"
Wanting freedom to waste their time
Wanting bondage to ignore the sublime
Society and man are merely reflections
Pollution and disease within
It's the lustful goals of heartless ambition
It's the turning away, its the envy that kills
It's the pain that leaves one sleeplessly how can we come in peace?
It's your dethroned king, its locked in a dungeon
It's wasting away its skin and bones
It's not too late for there is hope reclaim your essence and come in peace