The System

Into the system we are cast, slave replacement underdogs
Schooled in the library of delusion, by histories bogus catalogues
Hewn to live inside a dream, with filtered eyes and truth unseen
Bowing down to false dominion, menials to a dark regime

And when depopulation hovers, over our elusion
In a state of tame restraint, we prostrate to confusion
Ignorant men just follow words, disguised to form reliance
Accepting poison in their veins, they offer their compliance

Whilst in the lands of friction, where war seeds grow and threaten
Bombs and bullets hit their mark and poor souls scream and beckon
Genocide in frail disguise unscrolls its plan of action
Written down in human blood, condoned by evil sanction

When we start to see their game, and realize they’re faking
These captors cause distractions, to keep us from our waking
Deception is their prime technique, for war to be achieved
Invoked by lies and trickery, to keep us on our knees

Their nature of depravity, brags loud of its endeavors
With screaming pride and willful hate, discarding moral tethers
No shame in its compulsion, it revels in hells darkness
Revealing its true nature, for all mankind to witness

This fence that’s built around us, while treating us as cattle
Is crucial for restrainment, in ‘this’ unholy battle
But now some say they’ve shown their hand, for everyone to notice
Their arrogance has been too bold, there's cracks in their old fortress

To witness it is plain, for those with eyes to see
Hatred for the sake of it, with plans for you and me
Supported by world leaders, all twisted by possession
Lost souls devoid of essence, they serve with gross obsession

Suspended for the moment, until enough oppose it
The hour of the prophecy, chomps hard upon the bit
The clash of will’s is immanent, as revelations stalk
Above the field of battle; the world on which we walk

© Steve Bentley