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Dissidents must tear away

From scenarios that have decayed

into a lie... dignified

A poisoned culture cultivates

A seed that must manipulate

Or cause to change... a world deranged

War theatre

Puppets hanging on silver strings

Bring the house down to its knees

Cold comedy... true tragedy

Travelling circus that never ends

Catch it all on CNN

Kill the spore... the seed of war

War theatre

Voice of millions in a blur

Stumbling upon the earth

Pointing fingers, naming names

Playing tricks & playing games

Travelling circus that never ends

Catch it all on CNN

Kill the spore... the seeds of war

We are malfunctioning

Just like the parts of your machine

War theatre

Voice of millions in a blur

Stumbling upon the earth

Pointing fingers, naming names

Playing tricks & playing games

Now, I lay me down to sleep

Vipers at my feet

Pray to God that I awake

Parts in an invisible machine

Clairvoyant & damned to dream

If parts collide or coincide

Why would a maniac shatter the dream

For a horrid profit it seems

Which isn't much when the world is dust

Now, I lay me down to sleep

The nightmare is at my feet

Pray to God that I awake... no mistake