(Our impulses are being redirected
We are living in an artificially induced state of
consciousness that ressembles sleep
The poor and the Under class are growing
Racial justice and human rights are non existent
They have created a repressive society
And we are their unwitting accomplices
Their intention to rule rests with the annihilation of
consciousness)
Somewhere in the end of all this hate
There's a light ahead that shines into this grave
That's in the end of all this pain
In the night ahead, there's a light upon this house on a
hill
Living, living still
Their intention is to kill and they will, they will
But the children are doing fine, I think about them all the
time
Until they drink their wine and they will, they will, they
will
Somewhere in the end we're all insane
To think that light ahead will save us from this.... pain
That's in the end of all this pain
In the night ahead, there's a light upon this house on a
hill
Living, living still
Their intention is to kill and they will, they will
But the children are doing fine, I think about them all the
time
Until they drink their wine and they will, they will, they
will
I am not afraid, I won't burn out in this place
My intention is to fade and I will, I will
In this house on a hill
The dead are living still
Their intention is to kill and they will, they will
Keep your children safe Inside, out of pocket out of mind
Until they drink their wine and they will, they will, they
will
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