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AWAKEN: Our lives. The passion we have inside defines who we are. In these times, revive your soul and your heart. In our eyes the fire grows. In the back of our minds were desensitized, unlearning to live our lives. It's the systems design to keep us in line. Awaken the passion inside. No one can see it, it's under the surface. The feeling that drives us all, the reason for life. It's the sign of the times, regression of life. Through knowledge we realize it's the systems design to control our minds. Thus, breeding this degeneration. Into our consciousness it begins to unfold. Suppressed emotion building into pain. Release your spirit. Channel the anger to make a difference. Do you feel something rising up to erupt? It's on the inside of me. Ingrained apathy pushed to far, held down, and now loosing my sanity. Something is not right. We see it in our eyes. Living this false life, cause something ain't right. Don't loose yourself in this fight. Just be yourself. Live your life. A conformist system suppressing real feeling, real emotion. We're saying live your life, eyes open wide to be alive. This is our time, our life unlearning to close our minds. In disguise, your passion lies in learning who we are inside. Slave to society no more. The shackles and chains are gone. Real emotion the reason for life.
LORDS OF WAR: Control the population. How precise they stock the flesh. Feeding our emotions sedate our consciousness. Entice us. Design us. Pawns for the minds that plot destruction in this New World Order. The pain-instilled fear drives this urgency. Steeped in this paranoia that justifies the wars, lives are lost. We are the sacrifice destroying human life. Lords of War for power and dominance. Feed the supremacy. Some stand in protest, others brave on the front lines. War is a symptom, the balance of order and corruption. Some of us watch in horror and disgust, while others' lust for blood draws them to watch it all burn.
VOICES FORMING WEAPONS: Your mind is the ammunition. Your voice is a weapon to chant down the propaganda. To uplift. To teach. Each word a spark, ignite the flame to up rise in our defiance. This is an unseen war of words. Each sound is designed to extricate free thought. Gather up the lost. Tear away from this mind state. Covert operations to maintain the facade of power and control, to keep a nation in fear. Revelation time is near, it starts with one voice. Political methods to misguide us, half truths revealed in time. Open your eyes to see that, we can unite in time... ...To up rise against the hate, against oppression. We shall overcome. Up rise. Use our voice to conquer. Our spirit can't be broken. Fight the real enemy, it's the system. Manipulation segregates us, creating conflict and distraction from the true cause. Behind the lies, truth in disguise. Wars of greed, money, and power.
CHOIR OF ANGELS: On that September morning, all that we see, a terrorist attack against our liberty. Mournful morning gripped in tears as the media exploits and feeds our fears. Dig deep. We see the contradictions, raising questions to this day unanswered. They designed the silence of our dissent, create an enemy for us to hate instead. Lies. Now, there’s no where to hide. The truth it will rise inside. The people will see the deception that covers our eyes. Is this the catalyst of our decline? Do we allow the memories of those who died to live unjustified? In their honor, let's break down this facade of lies. Now, where loosing our rights as they infiltrate our lives. A make-shift PATRIOT Act to dismantle the constitution. No more blind acceptance. No more excuses. No more human oppression. No more lies. Now, there are those of us who take offense to those who question this. But, I ask: "How can you stand by and swallow the cover-ups and lies that took thousands of lives?" It's your right, in fact it's your duty to question the authority. Fight for the truth. Fight for our rights. Fire in the sky. Almost 3000 died on that mournful September morning. All those who lied to cover up their plight betrayed us on September morning. Sung: The rubble burning. Ashes drift up to the skies. Changed all of our lives. To this day, shrouded in lies Spoken: As the ashes cleared, we saw the images of a city in ruins. Countless people displaced and broken. And where hope once stood was now fear and hysteria. Underneath all of the rubble, even after all these years, lies the pain of the truth, awaiting to be revealed. Concealed by these, I dub: Murderers. Betrayers. Count the cost of your lust for power. Liberty and justice means nothing at the cost of innocent blood. As we watch our brothers die, our sisters die, to this day covered in lies. In memory of those who died, lets tear down the lies. From the ashes, the truth will rise.
WE THE PEOPLE: All rise and be counted. As part of this protest, we wage revolution. Will the flames of humanity diminish and and fade? Or will the tides turn, igniting our passion and fuel our cause? We will no longer be the silent minority. Stand up and be counted. Think for yourself. You'll see the systems cracking. Rise up. We can move mountains. We the people have the the strength to change it. Do we stand in silence as they rob us blind, Strip our rights away? This is our time to rise above. Take the power back. Hold them accountable for their crimes. Together, we have the strength deep within. Information is our way to resist. Our time has come. We The People have the strength to change it. We can change. This is our time. We the people. Change will come. Take the power back. Think for yourself. See behind the propaganda. Deprogram your mind. Disinformation is keeping us blind. They underestimate us and the strength that we have. We are the work force, the back bone. Our numbers are great, and we can withstand. With stand against the tyranny, the control, the injustice. Even into our minds, the images enter through the media as they feed us subliminal, mind-control propaganda. They keep us complacent, unaware, scared. But in truth, they fear us. They fear our numbers. So, rise up. Take the power back. This is our time. Let them fear us, our numbers, our strength. Let them fear us. Fear a revolution. Damaged us deliberately. Caused us our complacency. They keep us down. Killing us in secrecy. Is this a democracy or just a front? Revolution starts with in you
THESE COLORS BLEED: It's ignorance that's breeding hatred, creating bigotry. Some don't know cause they can't see it, but it's reality. Is it the fear of someone who is different from ourselves? Or, is it the lack of knowledge that is destroying the chance to grow? We are connected. Your life is as precious as mine. Our flesh bleeds into one. We are the same color inside. Media sanctioned, we embrace it, feed into fallacies. Stereotypical behavior based on what we see. We need understanding, one love for all. If divided we will stand, then united we shall fall. Respect for all culture. The color of your flesh is beauty. Your roots strengthen our diversity. Judge not on the color of flesh. One blood. All colors now bleed into one. Passed down through generations, caused us wars and violence. Words of hypocrisy. Human atrocity. When no one stands in protest, where is the democracy? It's time to raise our voices in protect of this hateful, racist mindset in our society. Judge no one by the color of flesh. Let's fight against this ignorance. Fight. Let's fight this ignorance.
OUR OWN: Today is the day for redemption. Not alone. Hold your own. You'll find the strength. The struggle just to stay alive, to maintain in these times. We are the future. We must change. Change. Step one in the solution. Our voice. Speak truth to overcome. The enemy is ignorance. Silence is powerless. Fight. The struggle pushes forward. Awake. Aware. No escaping the real-life suffering, civil unrest. We have the strength inside us all. The smallest change can spark a revolution. Give us your poor, tired, huddled masses longing to be free, but hope collapses. Violence in the streets. People with nothing to eat. The struggle continues on. When we reawaken our senses, focus our eyes away from all of the distractions, all the devices used to keep our minds suppressed. When we reawaken our senses, we see a vision. When we reawaken our senses, a clear vision of true hope not found in any politicians words or antics, but a real hope that is within our spirit, the freedom of our minds. When we reawaken our senses, we see it all begins with a simple change in our perception. We must awaken our compassion, awareness, and our Love. If we find the strength inside, our hope will never die.
THE KINGDOM: In this world that we live in, so filled with blind indifference, we have a chance to change it. We have a chance to make it right. Is this the generation of selfish, contaminated love? We have a chance to change it. We have a chance to make it right. Where's the love? Where's the unity? This is my testimony: We are brothers and sisters, regardless of what you believe. We pave the way for our children and the rest of humanity. How can we in our consciousness advert minds from the suffering human life that's helpless, loveless, hopeless? it's fed by our apathy. Our life is wasted. So lost and complacent inside your mind, inside your life. Wage war upon the heartless with the strength of love. This is my testimony: Give back to those who've given to you. This is my testimony. I still believe in hope for our tomorrow. I still believe in the strength and the power of love. Your life is my life. It's our life. This is my testimony.
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