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