I made this last weekend. It's about government scale corruption and terrorism, particularly about their agelessness. R&R please.

Path

Verse 1
A man branded with David’s star
Came to me with a large jar
It was black as the darkest night
Once I saw it he took it out of sight
He explained to me it was all man’s evil
The child’s lie to the murderer’s kill
All dark deeds of every class
Lied within that container of glass

Chorus
Laden with our countless sins
Look at the fights we never win
Listen to the horrible din
Look at the path we’re walking in

Verse 2
The Palestine sword and the Hebrew spear
Clashed for the hundredth time this year
For a conflict ridden with such cold
Its members are brave and bold
Mixed honor and folly galore
Watch the casualty number soar
Neither is wrong yet neither is right
Upon the battlegrounds of this epic fight

Chorus
Laden with our countless sins
Look at the fights we never win
Listen to the horrible din
Look at the path we’re walking in

Verse 3
The loaded term and deceiving word
Is faster than the sleekest bird
The plight of those who plan to lose
Is much more honest than the king’s ruse
Holy instruments and merciful death
Ride along the monger’s stale breath
A question that has not had reply
“What makes us right? What, oh why?”

Chorus
Laden with our countless sins
Look at the fights we never win
Listen to the horrible din
Look at the path we’re walking in

Ending
It’s a circle…
Such a small circle…
It’s a circle…
Just a circle…