Media

In a world where words are our tools
Framed and used to turn us into fools
When theyre used no one follows the rules

They can change our thoughts; form our words
They use their language to make us herd
To their false causes; how absurd

Lies are called truths; truths are called lies
The labels they make; logic they defy
So mixed up; our tongues are tied

We're told to believe all the deceptions
Told to sit tight with all the false perceptions
Words so twisted; is this inception

Radios spew lies and rhetoric nonsense
Giving us brand new news in the future tense
How many lies can they dispense

They call murders acts of justice
Retreating forces an iarmistice
Guys in gitmo are in a state of bliss

Falling between the cracks of reality
Its the word reality itself ironically
They give the blind the job to see

Four deaths reported as forty
Anything to give credit to the story
They'll say anything to bring themselves glory

Allies are our enemies; enemies are our allies
Whatever they call them; they make and break ties
When one set of stories end; they start new lies

Games are played; bets are placed
Its our minds that they'll always waste
With their false words; what a bitter taste

Their channels broadcast as far as they can
To brainwash us; thats their wicked plan
Destroyed are the hearts and minds of many a man

They say its important that we keep the connection
The stronger it is; the worse the infection
Weve made no mistake; but they gave us a correction

They got ministers kings and presidents
Under their control; their residents
They just choose to destroy the dissidents

Trying for the truth is a lost cause
The perfections outnumbered by the flaws
Illegalities have become the new laws

Telling us what we see with our own eyes is fake
They tell us to believe their version; the remake
Under my feet; my reality quakes

Deception's been made the new law of the land
They're our enemies but they try to hold my hand
Listening to them's like sticking my head in the sand

Blood is their ink and a pen is thier blade
They're on top of the market; too bad there's no trade
Thier logic's as strong as a rope; problem is its frayed

Slogans and signs offer us solutions
To problems that dont exist; what an intrusion
On our minds and soul; utter confusion

I try to make sense of it all; but i fail
To see an ending to this nightmare tale
Seems as if my own minds has set sail