The Dream

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In this atheistic society
The only claims to gods and monsters
Lie in the hands of politicians and bankers
Lining each others pockets
Riding high on oil tankers

Meanwhile
We get lost in the malls
We claw our way through crowded halls
Filled with pill-pushers and drama queens
We seek refuge in franchised coffee shops
Where we are brainwashed
By pseudo-Bohemians in faded shirts
And their tight torn jeans
As they drink their chai and spread their lies
Tomorrow they'll wear suits and ties
And rape you
Rape me
Rape us all
As they take their place greasing the wheels
Of the Machine

They teach us how to think their way
They tell us how to walk
How to talk
How to feel
How to act
What to do
What to say
They shape us to their grand device
Turning us into cookie-cutter people
We live in gingerbread houses
We lead Candy Land lives

They tell us we are free
Yet in reality
It is they the masters
We the slaves
As we trade wide open spaces
For padded walls
And steel cages
They incarcerate our minds
The Dream is left behind
For their prison of false security

The Dream is left behind
Welcome to the nightmare

Pay no attention to the man behind the veneer
Enjoy the Show
Ignore the puppeteer
Believe the facade
Succumb to fear
Do not dream
Do not dare
Our watchful eye is everywhere
Beware!
Beware!

But do not be aware

Lest you see the strings
And cut the chord on their illusions
Breaking the bonds of their intrusions
Refusing to lie down without a fight
Rising above their marred delusions

To know
To dare
To soar above the despair
To hope
To dream
To believe
To sing
And let freedom ring

Let Freedom ring!