We chase illusions of what life is being advertised as
By the greed of old hate filled men
who value lead and steel and death
Over blood and bones and life
By those that trade the innocent smiles
of our children and their futures
With made for profit wars
that have no real enemies
But only corrupt business men
sleeping with ****** politicians
Pretending that their drones and bombs and bullets
Carry the promise of good intentions
Of protecting freedom and upholding peace
But only delivering death and filling graves
Using headlines like a spinning coin
to hypnotize the masses
That it is always us versus some them
There is always some them
some where doing something
That has to be stopped
And they use pride and faith
to fuel their ideologies
And words and reason fall short
to might makes right
And its the same old lies
that we buy again and again
Ignoring the truth so we can chase
the life they advertised...