In the blood red stream A despots dream Devious the scheme Those of the loudest scream Is it a master plan Our wealth they scan Intricate initiatives secretly span No freedom no voice , for the common man Desperate we devise our escape routes Up your spine though, conformity shoots The anguish of our ancestors reboots Indignity marches on as every worker commutes If hindsight, in reality, was your first sight And you lived always knowing that your history would not be your plight Would you follow signs and stop at every red light You could always just stand and fight No violence no guns no petty war Just a shift in balance a settling of the score The dreams of demons of liars and cheats?? Well, We shouldn't have to live them anymore,