Now I gaze about me,
And the world I see,
An age when men believe they’re free,
Our lives they change so quickly,
Why must we learn so slow?
I think that Man has far to go.
And if you believe their hollow lies, I say,
Just take a look around you at the world they’ve made,
Where Man is born in freedom, but lives everywhere in chains,
Enslaved from the cradle to the grave.
The words are nothing but hypocrisy,
The love I’ve seen is all a mockery.
Plunging to oblivion, ignoring our fate,
Helpless, defenceless, we only can wait,
For they who pay the piper dictate what he sings,
We are like puppets when they pull our strings.
And the music of their laughter,
Mocks us through our lives
And after ferries our souls,
While they dance upon our graves,
Now the piper leads us all,
As Mankind gloats, so shall he fall,
To rats that race, a futile chase,
At money’s beck and call.
You’re now an idol of perversity,
You’ll face a mess for this eternity.
And if you believe their hollow lies, I say,
Just take a look around you at the world they’ve made,
Where Man is born in freedom, but lives everywhere in chains,
Enslaved from the cradle to the grave.
The words are nothing but hypocrisy,
The love I’ve seen is all a mockery.
Plunging to oblivion, ignoring our fate,
Helpless, defenceless, we only can wait,
For they who pay the piper dictate what he sings,
We are like puppets when they pull our strings.
And the music of their laughter,
Mocks us through our lives
And after ferries our souls,
While they dance upon our graves,
Now the piper leads us all,
As Mankind gloats, so shall he fall,
To rats that race, a futile chase,
At money’s beck and call.
Upon our backs their whips are lashing,
Upon our heads our dreams are crashing,
Can’t believe what I am seeing,
Madmen laugh while hope lies bleeding.
Now I gaze about me,
And the world I see,
An age when men believe they’re free,
Our lives they change so quickly,
Why must we learn so slow?
I think that Man has far to go.
And if you believe their hollow lies, I say,
Just take a look around you at the world they’ve made,
Where Man is born in freedom, but lives everywhere in chains,
Enslaved from the cradle to the grave.
The words are nothing but hypocrisy,
The love I’ve seen is all a mockery.
Plunging to oblivion, ignoring our fate,
Helpless, defenceless, we only can wait,
For they who pay the piper dictate what he sings,
We are like puppets when they pull our strings.
And the music of their laughter,
Mocks us through our lives
And after ferries our souls,
While they dance upon our graves,
Now the piper leads us all,
As Mankind gloats, so shall he fall,
To rats that race, a futile chase,
At money’s beck and call.
Upon our backs their whips are lashing,
Upon our heads our dreams are crashing,
Can’t believe what I am seeing,
Madmen laugh while hope lies bleeding.
Dante’s Inferno,
A nightmare outdated,
Far stranger than fiction,
This world we’ve created.
