Make Believe Heroes - Beautiful Machines

An age of the unaware
A season of sleep and the unprepared
Cannon fodder for the rich and shameless
Forgotten names and senseless hatred
The down trodden and empty faces
Who is writing their demise?

Beware of the eye in the sky, the media man won't tell me why

But you'd better believe
Put blood on their teeth
Send them out in the streets
Until they bow to the regime
Such beautiful machines

Perfectly crafted tragedies
Set a city on fire and pass your legacy
Pockets lined for corporate legislation
Protect what's yours
Earn a crucifixion
Welcome to the land of perdition
Home of endless tragedy

Beware of the eye in the sky, the media man won't tell me why

But you'd better believe
Put blood on their teeth
Send them out in the streets
Until they bow to the regime
Such beautiful machines

What happened to the freedom to live?
What happened to the freedom to love?
What happened to the freedom to speak?
What happened to the freedom to believe?
What happened to the freedom to be me?

Beware of the eye in the sky, the media man won't tell me why

But you'd better believe
Put blood on their teeth
Send them out in the streets
Until they bow to the regime
Such beautiful machines

Written by:
Jameson Longwell

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