Story Behind The Song
Observation of the deals our leaders make with evil leaders of other countries because it benefits militarily or economically and how we permit them to oppress others and even encourage them by implying to the world that we approve of their oppressive policies.
Song Description
It is imperitive that we become more wary of evil in our midst
| Song Length |
4:27 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Tense, Fuming |
Subject |
Justice, Power |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1990 - 1999 |
Lyrics
Words and pictures manipulated by tricksters | With blue smoke and mirrors to beguile our eyes | To make friends and neighbors | Who have suffered and labored together for centuries | Become sudden foes | | Dredging up latent hatreds of ancestral strangers | Fomenting a hunger for the riches of others | Beguiling us to feed the weakest among us | To the beast they've unleashed | In the streets of our homes | Of our homes | Our homes | | But the beast has an appetite voracious and large | No amount of appeasement will calm it for long | And while leaders of elsewhere rant and rail at the shame | Their consistent inaction | Makes me wonder if they intend | We be slain | We be slain | | Words and pictures manipulated by tricksters | With blue smoke and mirrors to beguile our eyes | To make friends and neighbors | Who have suffered and labored together for centuries | Become sudden foes | | Dredging up latent hatreds of ancestral strangers | Fomenting a hunger for the riches of others | Beguiling us to feed the weakest among us | To the beast they've unleashed | In the streets of our homes | Of our homes | Our homes | | But the beast has an appetite voracious and large | No amount of appeasement will calm it for long | And while leaders of elsewhere rant and rail at the shame | Their shouts of hollow thunder | Makes me wonder if they intend | We be slain | We be slain | | Now a leader of elsewhere is in the hall of our king | Ranting and railing at his human rights shame | Our villagers' hearts beat shameless and hard | Could this be the savior to save our homes | But soon we fall to our knees and put our smiling hopes away | With a silent prayer that they'll be fulfilled one day | | For this leader of elsewhere his heated words rendered | Gave our leader forty million and quietly moved on