The Daily Blues

Important report for the elite
We have more food than we can eat
Your names will be proclaimed
When the flags are unfurled
For ending hunger in our world

Burn it, bury it
Spill it on the ground
We're better off
If there's not enough around
Let them cry
Then let them die
Don't tell them why
Just let them die

As for the matter of death and life
We having breaking news from Dr. Rife
We can broadcast all cures
And rid the world of all its, ills
No need for doctors or their pills

Refuse it, dispute it
Grab his lab and loot it
Mask the bands with inane chatter
And never again, mention this matter
Bleed them dry
Then let them die
Don't tell them why
Just let them die

We are the power
That stones a spirit sour
Cringe, conform and cower

We have our way
To make you stay
Enslaved to what we say

Know the truth
Is not yours to choose
With the daily blues.You'll live by our ruse

War is peace

less is more

There's calm in a bomb confnement in refinement,and a treadmill geared to kill

A shortcut inta\o maze and a\ hope for clarity in a haze
So get on your knees
And pray to appease

There's a message on the ground
From a frequency that makes no sound
It was mentioned once beforeas an ostacle for all to  to ignore
The rulers deception has been opposed
So the conduit will be forever closed

Trip up, mix up
Lost it in the fog
A single twig won't make a nest
A tree must have a log
We won't survive
By living a lie
We won't know why
We'll just die