Pure as white
But black as night
Such skilled entertainers
For us all
We who sit and stare
Are we at peace or simply scared
Of all that’s not being said
Scared of all ending up dead
Like the one we emulate
He the one who changed our fate
Yet they use him as the bait

I know you think it’s a made up story
But it’s deception at its best
I know you think I should leave it all alone
Not this time
Not anymore
This time something must be done

Have you heard what I said
It’s not their blood that’s been shed
Have you heard anything I said

I know you think I should leave it all alone
Not this time
Not anymore
This time something must be done

It seems a fallacy to question
But they say they’ll take suggestions
What they mean is they’ll have a session
Which puts you in their possession
Which leads us back to the insurrection
As we sit and stare
Are we at peace
Or simply scared of all that’s not being said

Have you heard what I said
Are we better off dead
Have you heard anything I’ve said
We’re better off
With the saints that went ahead

Your soul
My soul
Reaching forth
We need refuge and recourse
As we kneel and pray to her
Sadness
Repressed
Love returns

Feel the tears run down your face
As you ponder such a waste
Let the tears well in your eyes
Say a prayer for the lies
That they offer
This deception
We must not falter