Free Your Mind

If you're not part of the problem

then become part of the solution.

The only way to solve 'em, is to

see past the illusion.

To many folks involved in

parroting a mass dillusion.

When evil is absolved, we

have arrived at the conclusion.

Centuries of lessons squandered,

Callousness is the plight of man.

Created gods that bring dishonor,

to the One that we don't understand.

How long now, will we go on,

repeating mistakes of a tainted past.

Why do we allow the obvious con,

to be a pawn in a game that won't last.

Treasures turn to rust, the dust

of mortal flesh and bone.

Tethered to the lust, the injustice

will prey upon their own.

In which god do we trust, we must

remove the imposter from the throne.

Remove the outer crust, around us,

just like the sword that must be honed.

How is it that only one percent,

can hold us ransom, against ourselves.

How can you trust a government,

that puts their own citizens up for sale.

How can we look into a future,

that's clouded by smoke and stained

with blood.

One sacred book makes it all clear,

we're bound to choke when we swim

in the mud.

Wake the fuck up! Are you following yet?

Get up! Do something if you're upset.

Join up! We need you.

There's not a lot of time.

Step up! We'll break through,

this attack on human kind.

Sheep will fall right off the cliff,

they did not read the sign.

The dancing doll's another stiff,

that left it's soul behind.

Play in the sandbox that they sift,

and bury everyone you find.

Realize all life is a gift,

You catch my drift? Free Your Mind!

We have become the problem,

and there's only one solution.

We have to see them. Then we'll

solve them. End the mass confusion.

Too many people the cause of

supporting a perverted institution.

Lobby the legal clause that justifies

the global corporate pollution.

Philosophical lessons pondered,

and yet their ignorant ways still stand.

Debated theories that tend to wander,

and create more division for man.

We know how, but don't carry on...

the torch of tomorrow, just hasn't

been passed.

When our flesh is gone, they'll feast

on the marrow...

Using our souls as bait as they recast.

Pleasure in the lust, they cuss,

like demons, lacking all control.

Whether or not to trust, we must

weigh the contents of the soul.

How can they say, In God We Trust',

as they're stealing from the charity bowl.

They offer peace, but yet they thrust

their propaganda down our throats.

How can it be that Ninty-Nine percent,

are unknowing slaves to a party of few.

How can it be, we let them implement

the number assigned to me and you.

How can we book a flight for our future,

when our wings have been clipped,

and our song has gone dead?

How can we fight when we're tied to a chair,

chained to neck rings that have been

dipped in fluoride and lead.

Do not give up! Are you pissed off yet?

Are you fed up? We haven't lost the fight yet.

Join up! We need you.

There's not a lot of time.

Step up! We'll break through,

this attack on human kind.

Sheep will fall right off the cliff,

they did not read the sign.

The dancing doll's another stiff,

that left it's soul behind.

Stay in the light, try to uplift

and help everyone you find.

Realize all life is a gift,

You catch my drift? Free Your Mind!