A Dead Tree Doesn't Talk - Slaves

The choir of the voiceless screams will rise
Echo through the valley of dreams where it will strive
So listen up, we have the right to know
Your lies, we can see right through you
The bricks in the building of society will fall
With only chaos supporting the walls

I'm not the one growing somber
We won't walk in the blind any longer
I'll never follow quietly for as long as i breathe
I have the courage to speak

A shadow has settled in the sky
Rain of the finest particle
Engines, noises and machines of destruction
Building up towards a shockwave of eruptions

Eyes shut to enjoy visions of life
Gone is the future ahead
If we don't stop to think
Your life, the friction to their machinery
Is this the land of the free
One can only hope to dream
The hypocritic pacifist, where are you at

Mirrors never lie, are you not a fucking slave
(Mirrors never lie, are you not a fucking slave)

Is this your land of the free
Tyrant vs tyrant supremacy
Iron fist of greedy fear
Open up your eyes it's crystal clear
Is this your land of the free
When we're all slaves to the economy
Something that will never be
You will never ever be free

You will never ever be free

Free your self
Slaves

Get in line, we will march for control
Get in line, this future won't uphold

Slaves

Written by:
Adam Rexius

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