Forward march,
Don't look behind
All that's failed you in life
Is at your back.

They burn your neck
Their laser eyes
They blow the whistle
Of one billion lies.

Don't turn around,
They stand behind.

With their drums,
Your beat they play
They control your heart,
And next your brain.

Without consent,
They tell you whats what.

What to do
What to think
What to say
When to blink

You break free
You break away
You know their tricks.
You are no longer a puppet
that hangs on a stick

The chains disappear
Your mind is clear

You are done with living life
In constant fear.