Dawn of New Age: Voice of Freedom

Hey friends, and fans I pulled this from my archives.


Dawn of New Age: Voice of Freedom

Death, smoke

Gagged, choked

 This is our life

Does it seem, right?

Home of the free

Land of the blind

No time… to help the helpless

Consumed by our own selfishness

Greed courses through our veins

Blood so bold… see the stains

Oil fuels the economy of war

Selling our souls a common whore

Hatred turns the gears of war…

The eagle has fallen… no longer will she soar

Down with the old age in with the new

It begins with me and you

Marching with pride

I cried… over the fallen, tears of the dead

All well the rich rest their heads… on their plush beds

No beds for the dead , don’t close your eyes coward… open them instead

See the light

                        Feel the fight

                                                Feel the love

                                                                           A dove… will replace the eagle of shame

                                                                                                 Who is to blame?

Is it you or is it me

I can see…

It is you, and it is me… democracy



The same damn policy, an industry called the land of the free

 I can see… now follow me

We can strive for change

It is just within range

 It takes courage to take a stand

 Take my hand… and together we will march through the land

Land of the free

Can you see?

I can see…

                The hypocrisy

                                      Of society

                                                       And democracy…

Rivers of red, leave hundreds dead

All well the ignorant remain asleep, alone in bed

 Pillow under head

They rest their heads…

They did not die in vain!

They did not die in Vain!

They think they can stop the change

This world is truly insane



                                          So depressing…

I can see the light


The darkness at hand

Our victory shall be grand

Together we will march through the land

Take my hand… as we make one last stand.


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