Land of the Elite

 

Let's invade as many countries as we can

drop bombs who gives a damn

we can rule the world

control the oil supply

put a limit on food, luxury ours to decide

in this land of the elite

where zombies march to our beat

 

We can control supply and demand

push prices as high as we can

starve the poor, who needs them in our masterplan

tell our lies to all that will listen

as their frozen tears glisten

when a glimpse of light breaks through smog stained skies

we will laugh at their cries

we can choose who lives and dies

playing god with innocent lives

 

They will cower at our feet

they will fear anything we say

they will run scared in retreat

never daring to stand up to us, the elite

they will whimper in corners

simply following orders

because we are the overlords in our tower

and our words are swords of power

 

Set a limit on thinking

don’t let them get together

don’t permit free thought

don’t allow them to feel nice weather

just pile on the misery

and they will fall for our plan

if we destroy their attention spans

we will go down in history

leaders of the slave nation

this our safe haven

the land of the elite

where the people kiss our feet

 

Control the news

fear sells so we can’t lose

let the masses count themselves...

sheep leaping to our tunes

soon they will snooze

filled with nightmare scenes

we, the puppet masters controlling the strings

Oh, this land of the elite

the people will sing

 

But what of those people

will they forever doze

will they go quietly into dark shadows?

or will they stand and shine their light

retake the night

reclaim this land and make it right

 

 

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.