
Music
The Game (Balance Again)
Look around you don’t you see the game? Don’t you even notice, we’re all slaves? To their regulations to conforming ways. And all seem so

Look around you don’t you see the game? Don’t you even notice, we’re all slaves? To their regulations to conforming ways. And all seem so

Inner temple broken flame, forgotten soul a life of pain, shattered remnants frozen tears, sift the rubble wasted years. Silence still in shattered time, embrace

Let’s bomb Venezuela, let’s bomb Greenland tooLet’s go bomb the Persians, spin the wheel, PeruLet’s cheer for Gestapo, tyranny is coolLet’s go vote for puppets,

Peel away the layers of your lost and frozen mindReclaim your inner sovereignty the wonders you will findWithin the inner temple, the flame still burns