“It's like we all know what's going
down, but no one's saying sh*t, what happened to the home of the
brave?
These motherf***ers, they're
controlling us now, but no one's talking about how they made us
modern day slaves.
And everybody's just walking around,
head in the clouds, we won't awake until we're dead in the grave;
By then it's too late, we need to be
ready to raise up, welcome to the end of days.”
- Block McCloud
(End of Days by Vinnie Paz ft. Block McCloud)
Wake Up, America, It's Not Too Late
This one goes out to the poor and the
hopeless - voices ignored, can you hear the voice of the voiceless?
And all those trying to escape and rise
above this “American dream”, slave-wage, living hell, rat-race.
Learn to listen to the voices of the
voiceless, instead of silencing their voices with violence and mace.
Open up your ears and hear the voices of the voiceless, which most of us
are just too damn scared to face.
Injected with fear and also pride in
this case, now they tell you it's duty to put Islam in its place.
America's “war on terror” really must be
working great, cause there's always just one more terrorist to chase.
So keep sending your sons to fight,
bleed & die, for this oil-thirsty Empire spreading “freedom”
abroad;
While ignoring the voices of innocent
children who die, and every other proof that this war is a fraud.
America won't listen to the voiceless
as they cry; Instead you praise violence, and men of war you laud.
Instead of mourning like humans when
innocents die, the masses feast on the death used to
rally the war cry.
Money, sex, or politics – it's up to
you, just take your pick – TV, drugs, religion or fame.
Hundreds of false gods, each has a
name; Hundreds of idols, which one do you claim?
Your slave-masters don't care which
distraction you choose, so long as the end result remains the same.
Work. Buy. Consume. Die. Go to school
and you can be whatever you want – now that's a lie!
America, land of the fee and home of
the slave, society of debt-slaves programmed not to ask, 'Why?'
An Army full of brainwashed American
zombies; Soldiers trained to be killers, then sent off to die.
The way of peace they do not know, so
they don't hear the oppressed & innocent ones when they cry.
Poison in the food, poison in the air,
and that poison in the water, fluoride's there to keep you pacified.
But that's a conspiracy, don't listen
to me. Just believe what you're taught, and believe that you're free.
“Just drink from the glass of
deception we offer, drink your fill, and if one's not enough, here's
a refill.
Endless entertainment or evening news,
and if you start to feel blue, go ahead and take that magic pill.
You could even go get some counseling,
and waste more of your money on another paid shill.
Just drink from the glass of deception
we offer – pride, fear or greed – take your pick, and have a
refill.”
Is this reality I'm living in? Cause it
looks more like a reality show that's really just extremely lame.
Everybody out here seems to be
satisfied, living life like it's nothing but a freakin' game.
Are we really living on a spinning-ball
sphere-pear, or is the earth simply just a flat, created plane?
Why does it look like NASA's lying, about landing on the moon? Now I just broke the rules of this sick & evil
game.
Just don't ask questions that aren't
allowed here, if you ever hope to have wealth, status or fame.
They've got us divided, hearts full of
fear; Don't dare to ask real questions or the masses will jeer.
Robbed of the knowledge of why we are
here, so the meaning of life can be reduced to drinking beer.
Hopelessly enslaved, falsely believing
you are free, just think back to times when you were truly freer.
Now nothing more but the walking dead, enslaved: The day they stole our once pure souls and taught us how to hate.
Free your mind now, there's simply no need to
wait; Put an end to mental colonization, before it's way too late.
I hope that in time this warning reaches you mate, as living in a slave-mind was never meant to be your fate.
Wake up to reality, because it's never
too late,
to eradicate mental slavery and start off with a clean
slate.
If government is your god, wake up,
it's not too late;
You're free at any time to stop
worshiping this evil State.
If only we can find true love in time,
to replace all of this bitter hate,
And stop buying into the lie of
materialism, which is only meant to satiate;
Then the New World Order we could
finally, eliminate and annihilate.
If we bravely take a stand for
truth, as one, out of true love for all humanity;
We could surely put an end to this
elite cabal, and then watch as these evil men begin to fall.
Wake up, America, it's not too late.
Or go back to sleep and believe all the
lies, and pretend to ignore the people you let die;
Because you're too afraid to stand up
and raise your voice, as if you do not even have a choice.
Go back to sleep and believe all the
lies, and keep walking around with your head in the the sky;
Pretend that you are intelligent or
wise, or look in a mirror and see the truth staring back into your
eyes:
You're a coward too scared to look them
straight in their eyes,
and tell the innocent to their faces,
“I'm selfish, I don't care, so I'm going to do nothing as I let you
die.”
WAKE UP AMERICA, BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE, AND START LISTENING TO THE VOICES OF THE VOICELESS YOU SO HATE.
